Monday, August 27, 2018

Livingston, Part 5

I had a good week. Well, except for wednesday. I didn't like wednesday. But the rest of it was sound. We went to Edinburgh for a day, and there is a big festival going on throughout all of august called ''the Fringe.'' The population of Edinburgh more than doubles this time of year. There was lots of posters and flyers being handed out for various shows and acts that would be going on. It's been quite hot for the last while, but recently it's started to become very misty and cool. This morning me and Elder Skelton ran to the church. He wants to start running in the morning now. Other than the DAs we get every now and again (which is usually fish and chips) I've pretty much been living off diet coke and plain tortilla wraps. So I want to try and make myself better food this week. We've been chapping doors less and less, and moving toward GQing (street contacting). That's usually what happens when we burn out chapping in an area. Today, I believe we will be going with an inactive brother to go get some poutine and icecream. Yum yum. 

So, I suppose everybody is getting ready for the new school year. Is everyone excited? Who's going into what grade? What schools will be attended? How is Amanda's driving going? How about Laura? I saw some videos of Justin last week and it freaked me out. Here he is with this sexy, l'oreal commercial wavy hair, and some deep deacon voice, and taller than the Belfast zone leaders. I can no longer in good conscience or good sense call him ''boy''! Also, Jenna's just gonna pump out another one, huh? Freaks. Love you!

Last monday, me and Elder Skelton blew about £26 on some takeout food. As you know, Scottish takeout food has two distinctive features: 1 - it comes in a pizza box, and 2 - it's disgusting. They just throw a bunch of vaguely indian whatever into a pizza box, throw in a can of irn bru, and charge £13 for the whole caboodle, it's called a muchie box. And we got one each, which was a huge mistake. I could only eat half before I was critically ill. Skelly boy somehow managed to eat the whole thing. I could almost hear the voice saying ''FATALITY!''




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