Jesus sure does know how to make me laugh

So earlier tonight a friend was telling me about how a guy he's recently met while home for Christmas was flying in this weekend to stay with him. Like, stay with him in a Biblical sense.

So of course I'm happy for my friend...but I was starting to throw myself a pity party. Why doesn't someone want to come stay with me (BESIDES crazy AZ guy that wanted to move in after the 2nd phone call)?

Why haven't I gotten an email, a PROMISED email, from the Baptist preacher yet? I mean I even seem to have alienated the King of Miami and he thinks I hung the moon!!!

So I declare to my friend that I'm giving up.



And on a whim I decided to log into the I'm program from my phone...and nothing.

Then 10 minutes later, there was my knight in shining, well, instant messaging. The King of Miami himself.

And he said everything I needed and wanted to hear and that's where Jesus makes me laugh. I needed a divine boost...and God brought me one in the form of an x-rated chat partner. Hey, I'll take the inspiration where I can get it.

More later. Blogger doesn't like me tonight and I'm typing this on my phone and my thumbs are tired.

Perhaps I'm not throwing in the towel just yet--but I'm eerily close. I officially say, "F- you" to the boys who don't have any integrity and don't write when they say they will.

So there.
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