Blame Jessica

So, I have an answer to the world's problems. All fighting will cease, and all people will become kind, if they just wear huge tie-dye sweaters. Libya won't be a problem anymore because all the rebels will become obsessed with their awesome-possum sweaters and say 'oh, yeah. We should be free, but I don't care that much, because this sweater is comfy.'

The back story behind this post: On Friday night, I leant Jessica my huge tie-dye sweater. She LOVED it. She was dancing and laughing and being less anti-photo than usual. At once I could tell that the sweater was helping her become a hippie. Therefore, if everyone wears them, everyone will be happy.

Can I just say, Aquire the Fire (or Choir of the Fire) was AWESOME? Because it was. I've decided that (whether she likes it or not) Emily is coming next year. I didn't really want to recommend it if I hadn't gone, though, so she didn't come this time. It was amazing. Thanks to my older brothers and sisters for looking out for me, 'cuz otherwise I think I'd still be lost in a thick crowd of pushy Christians.

I have a favorite artist now, called Jimmy Needham, and he looks like Gilbert Blythe. I think I'll end with that odd observation. (But honestly, the second I saw him I said 'wow, that guy looks like Gilbert!')