(We are no longer slaves to sin.)
Yesterday, I didn't eat dinner. I loaded up on junk food instead. I enjoyed peanuts and pretzels and ice cream. I washed it all down with Dr. Pepper.
My favorite ice cream is called Goo-Goo. The brand isn't sold in America. Too bad. It's very tasty.
I watched Criminal Minds. The series is both sick and disturbing. The latest episode features a freak who hates the hypocrites in his hometown. So he shoots them in the chest and cuts their heads off with a saw. Then he places his victims' severed coconuts in a trophy case located at city hall.
Jim didn't study. His mother's giving him a brief vacation. Perhaps her arm is tired from all that corporal punishment. The Spoon of Justice can only be wielded by a woman with a strong hand. The poor girl needs her rest.
I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Our Father on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm just a weak slave to sin. And Jesus holds the key to release me from my chains. Hosanna.
I went to bed at 1 a.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 8 a.m. I called my mother. Today's her birthday. She's 66-years-old.
The old lady complains too much. She's angry that nobody gave her a present. But I'm her gift. How many women are lucky enough to have a son like me? I'm one in a million. Talk about fortunate.
I drank coffee and read the paper. A Korean prosecutor was sentenced to two years in prison. He got caught trading legal favors for sex. Even the well-educated often act stupid. You'd think they'd know better.
I turned on Fox News. Huckabee condemned Obama care. Not that it matters. Socialized medicine will eventually become the norm. Too many people can't afford insurance.
Anyway, talk to you tomorrow. God bless.