Roommates

So to those of you who don't know, A few months ago I agreed to let a guy on my boat crash at my apartment for a while. Ironically his name is Lewis. His plan when we got back from deployment was to buy a house right away, while living in a hotel in the meantime. Upon arriving home he realized that finding a house with exactly what you want in your exact price-range can be somewhat challenging. What are the odds? Anyway, I felt bad for him spending ridiculous amounts of money on weekly hotel bills, so I told him he could crash with me for a little while while he went shopping. Ya, that was in early February. Why is he still in my living room!?!?!?

Well, I just got home from an interesting bible study at my friends church (soon to be my church for the time being). I must say that it was refreshing to have fellowship with people my age. The church I've been going to is right up the street from my apartment but it's mostly old people and the only people I know who go there are moving to SC tomorrow. So there's no real reason for me to keep going. The worship isn't amazing and the message is usually mostly storytelling. Not bad, but not always full of substance and deep meaning (milk not meat as Mom would say).

The big disappointment of the day was that I did not get my car working. I was so sure that I knew what was wrong with it too! I was all excited to get in drive around only to have nothing happen when the key was turned. literally nothing. No click or light coming on or anything. No life. I was so sad. Saturday has now gone from cruising day to day under the hood. I don't really mind that much since I enjoy working on my car, but driving it is still better than working on it. Oh well.