Now I know...

Now I know why the empire struck back. Now I know that the line "Luke, I am your father," is actually just, "I am your father." Now I know that Jabba the Hutt is a bad guy. Now I know that Harrison Ford played Han Solo. Now I know that Yoda can kick butt, even if his grammar is a little off. Now I know that the clones were cloned from the dad of the guy who imprisoned Han in carbonite. Now I know that the emperor started out as an advisor to the queen of Naboo. Now I know that Anakin turned to the dark side out of love. Now I know that Jedi mindtricks can only be used on the weakminded. Now I know that Princess Leia kissed her own brother on the lips (but it's okay, according to Justin Aubrey, because she didn't know he was her brother yet). Now I know that Darth Vader really is a softy, because he didn't kill Luke. Now I know that Luke lived with his uncle and Leia was adopted by a senator who was there at their birth. Now I know that Yoda and Obi-wan were the only Jedi who were not killed and the only ones who were around for about thirty years. Now I know that the Separatists were pawns. Now I know that the Jedi are not allowed to marry.

Thanks, Justin. I owe all I know about Star Wars, Episodes I-VI to you.

Today's thoughts

Guess what, guys?

Yesterday, when I was doing my laundry and searching through my "summer" clothes, I found sixteen Subway stamps in the pocket of my pants. Exactly enough for one more free foot long sandwich before Subway stamps are no more. I wanted to keep the cards and frame them or something (good times), but the Subway guy already thinks I'm weird enough, so I let him take them. I did tell him the story of the finding of said Subway stamps, though, and I got a smile out of him. (That's two now, in like a year). Today was a good day.


PS- at camp, when I have to remember what meds to give kids, i associate them with how they take their medicine (see xanga entry)-- ya know, peanut butter boy and yogurt girl. I wonder if I am known as the "wheat and turkey girl" at Subway....

Bible Study

Small group tonight was... a little different. Instead of the usual Nooma video and discussion led by our fearless leader Joshua Serrano (see link for more), Josh decided, after noting that much of the group was missing, that we would fellowship over a game of Texas Hold 'em instead. So we put our poker faces on and got to it, even though I had no idea how to play at first. They gave me a quick run-down, handed me some chips, and we were off. Surprisingly, I won a couple good hands, and Michael claimed that I made the best comeback in the history of poker. Yea, me.


To Josh: After you had left and Michael and I had ran out of chips, we started a side game of "pretend strip Blackjack."

(Anyone want to make up a way that going to small group can lead to strip poker-- like CHS's dancing leads to sex rule?)

Watch out, California: Sarah Dignal has returned.

Now I know...

Now I know why the empire struck back. Now I know that the line "Luke, I am your father," is actually just, "I am your father." Now I know that Jabba the Hutt is a bad guy. Now I know that Harrison Ford played Han Solo. Now I know that Yoda can kick butt, even if his grammar is a little off. Now I know that the clones were cloned from the dad of the guy who imprisoned Han in carbonite. Now I know that the emperor started out as an advisor to the queen of Naboo. Now I know that Anakin turned to the dark side out of love. Now I know that Jedi mindtricks can only be used on the weakminded. Now I know that Princess Leia kissed her own brother on the lips (but it's okay, according to Justin Aubrey, because she didn't know he was her brother yet). Now I know that Darth Vader really is a softy, because he didn't kill Luke. Now I know that Luke lived with his uncle and Leia was adopted by a senator who was there at their birth. Now I know that Yoda and Obi-wan were the only Jedi who were not killed and the only ones who were around for about thirty years. Now I know that the Separatists were pawns. Now I know that the Jedi are not allowed to marry.

Thanks, Justin. I owe all I know about Star Wars, Episodes I-VI to you.

We claim this structure for GSS...

In an ironic twist of events, it has just been announced that the Maha-rajah (spelling of said word not necessarily correct) has been taken from the camp mafia and redistributed to none other than the girl support staff. That's right, Godfather. That's right, High Priest. You can just move your stuff back to the guy's dorm.

Wyatt's got to be having a fit right now.

Sadly, the Maha-rajah is not equipped with bathroom facilities as our wonderful little hotel was, but at least it won't get chockingly hot at night in the spacious two-bedroom apartment we will soon find ourselves in. And it is very close to the teepee bathrooms, which are the cleanest and have the most water pressure. And more than one of us will get to take a shower before the water goes cold. That's definitely a plus- no more shower rotation! I'm thinking we should figure out some way to easily brush our teeth from this place for people like Sonia and I who have to brush our teeth a million times a day.

Let's also arm it with air soft guns in case they try to retake it. You just never know about this mafia.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha (evil laugh)!!!!!!!!!!

I'm FREE!

Free free free free free!!!!!!!!!!!

The evil tyranny of Dr. White and English Lit has ended!!!!!!!!!

Free free free free free!!!!!!!!!!!1