The Most Epic Stew

It’s all the same… And by that I mean we’re doing the same stuff. We call people, video call other people, record videos to put on Facebook, and that’s like, it. We’ve gotten to do a few things branching out from those, but sadly not too often. So this email might be a snoozer. But I’ll check my list.

I mean, something out of the ordinary is that I found this huge spider bite on my left elbow, and every time I ever so slightly tap my elbow on something, it’s like someone just point blank glocks me in the arm. So my wrestling days and atomic elbows are now a thing of the past.

Then we were doing a group video call meeting, and I was just sitting on these stools, listening like a good, holy man. Then I fell off the chair, and some BLACK BLOODED SNITCH decided to announce to the oblivious, that I had just dropped to the floor. Thank you for letting everyone know! What would I have done without your thoughtless actions? I might have kept at least a shred of dignity, but now even that was gone, which is why I mention it here.

Then we decided to sort through the fridge finally, to see what we had. We ended up emptying countless Tupperware containers into a single trash bag, and adding more and more undesirable food. By the end of it, we had about a 50 pound bag of what seemed like beans. Everything in the bag was at least edible at some point, and I brought up the argument of making a giant stew with what was in the bag. Like, it was A LOT of food. And like, if you boil enough water, and put all of the stuff in a big enough pot, you’d be able to feed a small town. But then we threw it out, so nothing of the kind occurred.

Other than these, nothing entertaining has happened. We’ve just been chugging away at the work that we can do. We’ll try to add some spice this week.

Over and Out

Well, it’s that time of month: RAFFLE WEEK!! If you win, you have 1 week to email me where I should send the goods, or I burn your name and draw a new one next week.

SHOUTOUTS:

  • Sister Jones: Nobody knows this, but when I shouted her out for serving a mission before… I said the wrong state. She’s ACTUALLY serving in Indiana, not the other state I said. I was also informed that she sneezed 31 consecutive sneezes, absolutely shattering her previous best of 27. What a talent.
  • Conor: He’s been biding his sweet time, waiting for a shoutout. He has deemed this week worthy of his glorious name. Thank you for such an honor, Conor. This man is a total homie. He saved my grades in like 4 different classes, and I remember every morning how I would yell down the hall to say hi to him. Good memories.

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