2.08.2007

sept 3 06

kolin from the upstairs was a priest. i was hanging out with him, and he asked me if i wanted to do his sermon that night. i said "yeah, sure" before i thought about it. so the time rolls around, i was in jeans and a t-shirt and i realized i knew nothing about the bible / had nothing to say to these people. i started crying because i knew i just couldn't do it. i just imagined a church full of people sitting there waiting for a priest to come out, but no one would. but there was nothing i could do. i went down later, and kind of, snuck in the side door to see what had happened, and kolin was there and a girl was there playing the guitar, and he was talking to her in front of the congregation. it actually looked kind of fun, and i felt bad for making such a big scene. but he had found someone else, and didn't want me to do it after that because i was clearly crazy.


sept 1 06

i was with ian, we were waiting for a wedding to start. the groom hadn't shown up yet, and the wedding was going to start whenever he came. ian and i decided to go get something he'd forgotten in north sydney, and if we heard from the groom, we'd rush back over. so when we were in NS, of course the groom showed up. ian decided that to save time, he'd just drive straight across the harbour, over the thin, newly formed ice floes. all he had to do was drive really fast. we ended up underwater. somehow we were rescued by someone. i was very very angry with ian for recklessly endangering my life, and he was very indignant about my anger.