last night a few friends came over to say goodbye to sarah, my roomate, who's going back to minnesota for about 6 months. so at about 10 45, Mike, Brian, and Trevor walk in, followed by Trent and Casey at about midnight. and as much as i really wanted to go to sleep, it was totally worth the loss of restedness to hang out with them.

we watched a bunch of youtube videos, the majority being recordings of leonard ravenhill (thank you brian), but also of this southern baptist preacher who speaks out of the KJV about "he that pisseth against the wall". youtube that. its blatantly eisegetical, and if it werent such a misinterpretation of Scripture, it would be hillariously funny.

anywho. they're installing more phone lines in our office or something. there is a man roaming around inthe crawlspace in the ceiling. i REALLY want to throw someones (mikes) cell phone up there and call it a bunch of times. jim halpert status. sigh.

my dad just managed to act like a complete dork and was telling me, michelle, and bentley jokes. he's so silly sometimes.

oh wow. Rob Lowe was a pedaphile! I didn't know that! What happened? Tommy Boy is forever tainted in my mind.