Today, working with my parents, we went into the 'worship room' of the church and it was so fucking beautiful.



While in that room, just taking in the beauty, I was listening to 'Drops of Jupiter' on my iPod, haha. It was an experience. I want to be there when the choir sings and they play the organ, it would be fucking insane awesome.
And then I saw where I'll be working next:

Maybe.
My mom would be angry if I did help roll that ceiling. I doubt my dad would either, but it would be awesome as hell to be two stories high PLUS being on scaffling.
ps - when i left the worship room 'Hallelujah' by Rufus Wainwright and then No [666] by the GazettE. Haha.
pss - omg. i fucking love anne rice, omgomgomgomgomgogmogmog.
Not because she has bi-Vampires, or the fact she loves the 18th/19th century possibly more than I do, but the way she ties in everything blows my mind.
I LOVE HER.
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