Falling From Heaven Fetching Sucks

Howdy hey, everyone! My P days are back on schedule, meaning it is now time for the weekly wildness of Elder McMullin! So, without any delay, here we go!

    This Wednesday, we were able to go to the temple in Richmond for P day! It was super cute on the inside, as everything is done in colonial style (cast iron lights, blue rugs, incredible woodwork, raging malaria, etc). It is much smaller than good ol' Timp though, which was a bit of a shock. While that was fun, the 2 hour drive there and back again was not, and a burrito I had in Richmond gave me thunderous diarrhea about halfway back where we had to seek relief in a local burger King. Hey, at least I got the throne part right.
 
    After that, I got to go on exchanges for the first time with Elder Smart. It was kind of a sucky transfer day, as we had a bunch of mandatory meetings until about 4:00 pm, so very little got done. He did try to fix his TIWI (driving manager), which was wildly entertaining as he had to deal with Indian tech support and their terrible hold music.       As far as the work goes, it... goes. We finally put someone on date, which was nice, but she got sick and couldn't go to church, meaning we had a whole 0 people at sacrament. Wooo. I am getting better at inviting people to church though, so that's something positive.

   No for the title line. Last night, Elder Smart was dissing on my sacrament attendance for the week, because it frankly sucked. However, I felt the need to defend my honor and wap him with a pillow from my top bunk roost. He then grabbed the pillow, and we engaged in a tug-of-war that unsteadied me. I then wound up falling off my bunk, face first, onto his mattress about 5 feet below. I am OK, but my honor and shins are slightly bruised. 

Anyhooskies, please email me your stupid stories or anything at all if you feel like it!
Have a good one!

-Elder McMuffin 

Photos!
1- I had to darn my own socks. I think I did a positively mediocre job.
2- some BUSSIN garlic fries I got from a gas station.
3- The localized leprechaun/gay locator (LLGL for short)
4- I can smell the Murica wafting from it. JK, I can't smell.
5- someone repurposed cruise ship railings outside their restaurant, and I'm here for it.
6- not my art, but I found this online for "Amulek roasts Zeezrom and his six ontis". It's dope.





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