Mother's Day

I know mother won't read this, but today I was worried, because I should have done a few things. I know you have your expectations of the perfect Mother's Day. You might have been excepting me to wake you up and set breakfast on the table for you, which I didn't do, so strike one. Failing to wake up at such an early time, at least I could have the dignity to text you, or to send you flowers during work, wishing you a Happy Mother's Day, but I didn't do that, so strike two. I also haven't provided for you anything in return, not a cleaning up of the horrible state my workspace is in. Strike three.

Happy Mother's Day, I love you Mum.

Shameless Plug

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I absolutely can't help but be cynical about outreach nights. You know, when you drag your friends to church, because the youth are holding a special preaching night thing. You also know you have to, because as a good Christian it's your obligation for bringing people to believe in God right?

I'm trying to stop myself from thinking really offensive things like 'why are you stupid people giving me the guilt trip if I don't invite anyone?'. Because I won't! It's stupid! None of my friends are interested! It's not a life and death situation! Argghhh!

But anyway, the poster of the event is here, and I've actually made a whole point of it, so if you're an atheist hipster who lives in Western Australia if you have free time, you're welcome to come troll around with us. Come to 226 Anstey Rd, Forrestdale 6112, at 7.30pm, and look sharp.