Archive for the ‘Molly’ tag
It’s Hard to Save Your Friends
Some friends are harder to save than others.
KCodlin: Stop posting songs on Tumblr. :-/
Molly: why? you don’t like them?
KCodlin: I never listen to them
Molly: you and kristin (and bran) come to church with us, and I will.
KCodlin: Wow, that’s a shot out of nowhere! Heh
Molly: hahaahha. 10:15 on sundays
KCodlin: I’m busy
Molly: we even feed you after! free food!
Molly: why are you afraid of being saved?
KCodlin: That’s when I make last minute fantasy football changes
Molly: hahaha. Sigh. One of these days…
KCodlin: It’s not that I object to the whole being saved thing, but it seems like a lot of effort.
Molly: sigh… what if you were just to give it a try. who knows, you may like it.
KCodlin: But then people try to, like… talk to you and stuff, right?
Molly: hahaha…no…at church you mean?
KCodlin: I’m not really into the whole talking thing.
KCodlin: You know… with people
Molly: people may come up and say hi…introduce themselves….but they won’t try to force you into talking to them.
Molly: you sit there, stand sometimes, sing some songs, listen to some stories, then leave.
KCodlin: Yeah, you see, that all saying hi thing… I dunno
Molly: you are in control of how involved you get. Hahahaha
Molly: ok, fine…I will change the subject…
KCodlin: But then you have to walk out of the, what do you call it… the place with uncushioned benches you sit on for 8 hours at a time…
Molly: but seriously, I will ask again. nope…cushioned chairs.no pews.
KCodlin: You walk out and there they are… people in robes and all smiling at you. Wanting to shake your hand…
Molly: hahahaahah. that is NOT how it is
KCodlin: And the whole koolaid thing? When everyone is all like, “the cops are coming, just drink this!” I dunno…
Molly: hahahaah. you’re funny.
Molly: I don’t go to church at a compound!!! I mean, it IS on EMU’s campus, but…
KCodlin: Compound… church… cathedral… underground bunker… whatever. You say tom-ay-to and I’ll say tom-ah-to.
Molly: sigh. And we serve wine, not koolaid
KCodlin: But it’s really blood, right?
KCodlin: I mean, that’s kind of gross. Really.
Molly: hahaah. symbolic.
KCodlin: Blood and skin? Who came up with this kind of menu anyway?
KCodlin: Symbolic? I thought that whole spell that you cast is supposed to really transform everything into blood? You mean that’s all just fake?
Molly: wow…God is really testing me right now, isn’t he?
KCodlin: Stop posting songs on Tumblr. :-/
Molly: why? you don’t like them?
KCodlin: I never listen to them
Molly: you and kristin (and bran) come to church with us, and I will.
KCodlin: Wow, that’s a shot out of nowhere! Heh
Molly: hahaahha. 10:15 on sundays
KCodlin: I’m busy
Molly: we even feed you after! free food!
Molly: why are you afraid of being saved?
KCodlin: That’s when I make last minute fantasy football changes
Molly: hahaha. Sigh. One of these days…
KCodlin: It’s not that I object to the whole being saved thing, but it seems like a lot of effort.
Molly: sigh… what if you were just to give it a try. who knows, you may like it.
KCodlin: But then people try to, like… talk to you and stuff, right?
Molly: hahaha…no…at church you mean?
KCodlin: I’m not really into the whole talking thing.
KCodlin: You know… with people
Molly: people may come up and say hi…introduce themselves….but they won’t try to force you into talking to them.
Molly: you sit there, stand sometimes, sing some songs, listen to some stories, then leave.
KCodlin: Yeah, you see, that all saying hi thing… I dunno
Molly: you are in control of how involved you get. Hahahaha
Molly: ok, fine…I will change the subject…
KCodlin: But then you have to walk out of the, what do you call it… the place with uncushioned benches you sit on for 8 hours at a time…
Molly: but seriously, I will ask again. nope…cushioned chairs. no pews.
KCodlin: You walk out and there they are… people in robes and all smiling at you. Wanting to shake your hand…
Molly: hahahaahah. that is NOT how it is
KCodlin: And the whole coolaid thing? When everyone is all like, “the cops are coming, just drink this!” I dunno…
Molly: hahahaah. you’re funny.
Molly: I don’t go to church at a compound!!! I mean, it IS on EMU’s campus, but…
KCodlin: Compound… church… cathedral… underground bunker… whatever. You say tom-ay-to and I’ll say tom-ah-to.
Molly: sigh. And we serve wine, not koolaid
KCodlin: But it’s really blood, right?
KCodlin: I mean, that’s kind of gross. Really.
Molly: hahaah. symbolic.
KCodlin: Blood and skin? Who came up with this kind of menu anyway?
Molly: wow…God is really testing me right now, isn’t he?
Conversations With Molly
In the middle of an IM conversation we were having about my efforts to finalize the purchase of a new house…
Molly: ick!
Molly: OMG!! I totally just ripped one!
Molly: hahaha
Molly: good thing it waited until Scott was out of my cube!
Molly:
Kyle: I hope your co-workers heard you
Molly: um…yeah, I meant to type that in another window and tell someone other than you…nice…
Why Does She Even Talk to Me?
Shut Up Woman, Get On My Horse
Molly linked me this video and I can’t get the song out of my head.
I think I am seriously in danger of just randomly responding to people with “Shut up woman, get on my horse!” And it’s a forgone conclusion I’ll never be able to drink lemonade without commenting, “Mm, sweet lemonade.”
And I ran. I ran so far away.
Here is another conversation I had with a friend over IM.
Molly: I know!! I went to that concert last night!!
Kyle: Oh, there was a concert for Foreigner?
Molly: yes, they are still alive!!
Molly: It was Flock of Seagulls, Loverboy, and Foreigner!!
Kyle: Did anyone go with you?
Molly: no..I went alone…what do you think!!
Kyle: Did you all know in advance who was playing?
Molly: yeah
Molly: wait…are you saying we were lame to go?!!?
Molly: the tickets were $10
Kyle: Wow, I wonder why they were so cheap!?!?
I’m almost sorry I missed Oldapalooza.
