Abigail M. Schilling

I'm sooooo tired of blogging. Which isn't even true because I think I've phoned in all of MoFo. I'm just tired of feeling guilty about it. Tired of feeling guilty for letting myself down. For not doing something I enjoy. For being lazy. For everything.

Whatever.

I'm working on a post about the awesome people I was with over Thanksgiving and my awesome vacation. I'm always working on a post about something which is most of the problem.

Whatever.

There are a lot of reasons I deserve hell, but one of them is probably the situation below where I (very inaccurately) recounted the tale of Jesus telling Peter to walk on water with him.

DC, I miss you.

(Jennie in the pink jacket is demonstrating what Jesus would have looked like if the gospels had taken place in Ohio.)