My mother did her pleading pitiful thing Sunday, and now I'm stuck. Except not so much stuck, because I'm a sneaky little thing.
My mom's new church has various Bible study groups. The sessions last about 10 weeks each. A new one is starting tonight and my mom wants me to go with her.
Art of negotiation coming up here folks. Proof that I can in fact negotiate (whether I ever realized it or not).
I had expressed interest about 2 years ago in a Bible study group - but I've been clear from the get-go on exactly what kind of Bible study I want. I want Bible study that has you sit down and read the Bible, front to back, with other people, discussing a section at a time. No topical Bible studies. No jumping from Old Testament to New Testament to Old again. I want linear study. From beginning to end.
This is not that hard folks. Believe me. I want to sit down with people much smarter than me on the subject and actually learn, because there are giant holes in what I know (all because of the wonderful curriculum that we use in the Wesleyan church - the curriculum that repeats lessons from age 5 to 50).
Instead I keep getting people trying to pull me into topical Bible study. That's what this is tonight. I held out long enough that my mother begged that I try just one. I didn't have to agree to all 10 sessions. Plus there's homework involved. If I have to do homework by reading the Bible AND another book that I'd have to go out and buy...sorry folks, it ain't happening. So tonight's session is the only one I'm going to to pacify my mother.
I'm thinking of making her watch baseball with me as recompense. *evil grin* You have to admit, it's entertaining payback. After all, she hates sports and would pout the entire time.
Either that or she'll have to watch sci-fi with me.
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Okay, exact wording of the email from Guy yesterday.
"We'll have to do lunch again sometime and establish a friendship."
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I think a nice diversion from Bible study (if it's boring) would be writing fanfic. Specifically Lana's first foray into writing porny fanfic. *eg* Lana and porn.
We all know that Clark and Lex would just *have* to find it.
*lightbulb*
And I know exactly what kind of fanfic! Annie fanfic! Cause Daddy Warbucks is bald! And there's orphans! And abandonment! Except I have no clue of the storyline.
Somebody else want to write this?
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I might be joining a gym. Woohoo! I'm waiting to see my sister's prognosis of the place when she tests it tonight. Under orders of me, she's required to find out if they *do* have kickboxing, and not just pilates and yoga. If they have the kickboxing, I'll be on board.
My mom's new church has various Bible study groups. The sessions last about 10 weeks each. A new one is starting tonight and my mom wants me to go with her.
Art of negotiation coming up here folks. Proof that I can in fact negotiate (whether I ever realized it or not).
I had expressed interest about 2 years ago in a Bible study group - but I've been clear from the get-go on exactly what kind of Bible study I want. I want Bible study that has you sit down and read the Bible, front to back, with other people, discussing a section at a time. No topical Bible studies. No jumping from Old Testament to New Testament to Old again. I want linear study. From beginning to end.
This is not that hard folks. Believe me. I want to sit down with people much smarter than me on the subject and actually learn, because there are giant holes in what I know (all because of the wonderful curriculum that we use in the Wesleyan church - the curriculum that repeats lessons from age 5 to 50).
Instead I keep getting people trying to pull me into topical Bible study. That's what this is tonight. I held out long enough that my mother begged that I try just one. I didn't have to agree to all 10 sessions. Plus there's homework involved. If I have to do homework by reading the Bible AND another book that I'd have to go out and buy...sorry folks, it ain't happening. So tonight's session is the only one I'm going to to pacify my mother.
I'm thinking of making her watch baseball with me as recompense. *evil grin* You have to admit, it's entertaining payback. After all, she hates sports and would pout the entire time.
Either that or she'll have to watch sci-fi with me.
***
Okay, exact wording of the email from Guy yesterday.
"We'll have to do lunch again sometime and establish a friendship."
***
I think a nice diversion from Bible study (if it's boring) would be writing fanfic. Specifically Lana's first foray into writing porny fanfic. *eg* Lana and porn.
We all know that Clark and Lex would just *have* to find it.
*lightbulb*
And I know exactly what kind of fanfic! Annie fanfic! Cause Daddy Warbucks is bald! And there's orphans! And abandonment! Except I have no clue of the storyline.
Somebody else want to write this?
***
I might be joining a gym. Woohoo! I'm waiting to see my sister's prognosis of the place when she tests it tonight. Under orders of me, she's required to find out if they *do* have kickboxing, and not just pilates and yoga. If they have the kickboxing, I'll be on board.