blurbing words with goals unknown
I had a blog post in mind earlier. Early AM. Long gone memory.
I sat inside most of the day. The AC vibrations ever increasing, to be addressed on Thur. That's all I'll say there.
Volunteering at United Methodist was fine. Making “goodie” bags which are bags for the immense homeless population in Festus. Ironic, I came here and spent 5 months on the streets, now I spend free time prepping supplies for those still on the streets.
Though I do landscaping on Wednesdays, as well.
Not a theological person. Never have been. I know of Catholic faith, it's very real approach to religion as light/dark forces. And a demon approach, at that. But proximity to God is all that matters. Should it be so. Or perhaps ones true intuition of the forces of the world/cosmos. Light or dark.
I left as soon as the bags were complete. Sweating profusely. The heat and humidity was horrid on the way there/back.
Then AC and IRC. Lurking #linux, chats on #ctrl-c.
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