Threw another feeble punch in the endless battle against strangulation by debt by working at The Cabin. I will not give in. Perhaps God would get money for me even if I didn’t work, but I would much rather do it anyway, as it’s so good for your mental health. The towel wars raged strong.
Had a big amount of time when I got home afterwards, which I planned to speaks having epic times with Holyspirit. These dreams are never realised, and despite having a great guitar worship session, my whole evening was slowly absorbed by Fairy Tail (which is actually high worship, second only to Naruto), and wasting time on my computer; sorry God. Thank you I’m on a journey. Time for some late night Misty Edwards as a hasty glory coverup.