Went away to a retreat with the Jesus folks this weekend. Scenic Lake Winnipesaukee with all its natural charms and hurricane cold. The sermon this morning was on freedom: great for people struggling with control and guilt, terrible for people who are reminded of commercials at the sound of the word and want to yell "Freedom!" at every mention. (I think it was a Chase commercial, though I'm not having google luck tonight) The speaker said the word 43 times and I wanted to say "Freedom!" 43 times.
It was a fun and fast paced retreat. I'm feeling lazy about telling you what happened, but I will say this, Scrabble was played, and despite being barred from putting down "ab" and "hob" though they are both legitimate English and Scrabble-approved words, I did win handsomely. I will also say that my butt got very wet today, I did 30 minutes of homework, and came in 16th (out of 55) in the first poker tournament I've ever played in. Night, suckas.
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