"My Teeth Hurt From Chattering The Entire Night. Thank You Jesus, For Sleep Aid." -8/21/05

Tomorrow as a pseudo-homelessness awareness activity, there's a sleep out in which we sleep outside on a church grassland with many layers, sleeping compartments, and pizza (just like they do on the streets). I would have high hopes for the night, had my last spent under the stars not been a fiery hell. And by fiery hell I mean it was freezing and the pope was there. We spent a night outside with literally (seriously, literally, not in the annoying non-literal-literal way) a million other people from all over the world and Pope Benny. That's the kind of thing that you hear about, and think "Wow! That's such a neat idea! I wish I had gotten that kind of opportunity!". And somewhere out there, there's a black-market, underground behind-the-scenes video of World Youth Day Candle Light Vigil '05. If I could directly link you all to my journal entry of August 21st, I would, but this is a family site. And also I have yet to learn how to link from different planes of communication.