Stocka Lady...Stalka Lady?....Stocka Lady

This weekend was a memorable one

Friday

A camping trip was planned for all the young men in our ward. We went up separately as quorums. The priests met at 5:30 and we waited for about an hour and a half for the bishop to show up. Then my leader locked his keys in his car. We decided to go bowling instead. I don't know if I've ever laughed so hard in my life. Chris Busby could be on television. Michael Van Dijk is quite possibly the most skilled stunt bowler I've ever met. It was great.

Saturday- list style

• I watched Ferris Bueller with Mandi
• I met Mandi's grandparents, they're nice
• Mandi met Barky
• We watched the end of Cool Runnings
• Jameson and I ate balls of fish cooked by Michael Fu
• We got Carrie and went to the store to buy Reese's, Peachy O's and Starburst
• I bought a 27 cent piece of candy
• I received a receipt
• I kept the receipt for my records
• We had a dance party in Jameson's basement
• We became professional rappers
• I discovered/confessed my true love for the Stocka lady.....stalka lady.......stocka lady....
• We jumped on the trampoline
• We built a violent fire out of wood that was sappier than a Spanish love song
• I told lame jokes about how sappy the wood was
• We roasted marshmallows
• Jameson played his stringed instrument
• Moves were busted
• Hearts were touched
• Memories were made

Sunday

Braadyn Ward wrote me a poem on my telephone. It was nice

I gave a mini-lesson in Priest's quorum. I killed. My leader was crying because he was laughing so hard. I told a story about a donkey egg. It was pro.