Just Add Some Adderall And Careless Whisper Saxophone

Hello again everybody! Coming live from the state where possums and squirrels fight over gutter trash, it's Elder McMullin! As always, feel free to send me any hyperlinks to dog pictures or a brick in the mail, and I will maybe get to them. But, without further ado, here we go!

Business is BOOMIN out here this week! We manged to find not one, not three, not 9 3/4 people this week, but 11! And, 6 of em came to church! Exciting as that is though, our baptism has been kicked back AGAIN because of a little something called General Conference. Plus, Dewayne got in a car accident on Saturday, so we have to wait a bit for that as well. But! Progress is still progressing, Elder Mills found 3 people at the same time, and we should be able to get a few more on date this week.

In other news, biking has become a full-time gig. What really sucked was Tuesday, when the other elders were on an exchange, so all we had was our mildly broken bikes to carry us forth across our area that's roughly 20 min by car from end to end. My bike wound up even more broken as I crashed a couple more times- once in a parking lot so bad Lightning McQueen probably paved it, and the other when i had to swerve in front of a truck to avoid getting smushed, and then badly guessed where the curb was. However, driving has gotten much better, and we made it through the tail end of our hurricane aftermath with hardly a "check your speed"! 

To explain the title line, a very special friend has been spamming us recently. We met her outside of a vape shop, but she really wanted to go to church. After calling me racist and giggling a lot though, I started to doubt her, how might we say, "accountability". This only devolved through the conversation, as she ripped a BOM out of Elder Mills hands and read a random verse before rolling off her bench into a nearby bush. Technically she still was a New Person, though, so we stayed in contact.

That is until she called E. Milla her new BF. Panicked, I cooked up a breakup letter along the lines of "we love you but in the way Jesus loves you" kind of thing, which didn't go over super well. That, plus the fact we didn't pick her up for church on Sunday led to the most Expletive-riddled text I've ever seen. It was a doozy of an emotional roller coaster, and I'm just not sure how Elder Mills is taking the breakup. But, maybe with some medication and good ol' George Micheal, there love can be rekindled. 

Anyways, that's it from me, and I hope yall have a spectacular week!

From the worst wingman of the year,

Elder McMullin

Photos!

1: I recently posted some of my Etch-a-sketches online and they received a lot of love!

2: Cover Your Assets is about go get personal.

3: me, next to an abandoned Christian Temple in Norfolk.

4: so close, but not quire. Try again, Asian fast food place!

5: me after biking, and after our AC went out on us.

6: POCKET BURRITO!