Ya guys,
We went outside of our
apartment and found our car encased in an inch of ice. We scraped it off
using our bare fingernails and pushed the car about seventeen miles to the
nearest dealership to hijack a new one, crossing only fourteen frozen fjords.
Life is tough here in Jersey, but ya gotta do what ya gotta do. You don't
know nothin bout guns, as they say. But freezing rainis miserable.
But to-week, we went
to Jersey City to fix our car. Juneau the storm convinced the Pep
Boys mechanics that they should not show up to work even when there wasn't
even a storm.... We also went to a pet store and almost petted a few
newborn chihuahuas. Elder Johnson and I made shark tacos and enjoyed
them. We finished moving the rest of our stuff from the old apartment.
Our new apartment is
in the basement. It's cold. The roof leaks. The floor
creaks. There's a man-eating clam in the backyard. 18 Brill St
Basement, Newark 07105 is the address, in case you want to send a cake or two.
As per the work, rules
are changing. We found a new investigator. We should be baptizing
people by the end of February.
Also, Betty came to
church!!! I was the happiest man! That's one step closer to going
to the temple with her. I'm going to go with Margaret and Samantha as well
before I leave this mission.
Love,
Elder deJesus
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