A guest blogger!

Hello everybody! As promised, I have been hired as Christina's guest blogger. My duties include: talking about her in a positive light, giving you guys a heads up on what she's been doing, and eventually settling down, popping out a few kids, and spending the rest of my life with her. (Of course, I myself will not be the one popping the kids out. Just to clarify.)

Christina recently got back from Basileia, which was an extraordinary time for her to spend time with God and me. Christina was in the Engaging God's World track, which I guess was pretty good from what I hear around town. In actuality, the highlight of Christina's week were probably all the times that she got to see my smiling face. Here is a picture of her at dinner with me. Look at the face. That's either pure joy or something is seriously wrong... I think I'll go for the former. I admit that it's not the most flattering picture of me. But this picture was too good not to put up. Christina, aren't you glad I'm an official contributer? I am too.

Christina was going to upload pictures and make me write about them, but then she decided against it because it would've taken too long. Therefore, I was forced to come up with my own material. When I asked Christina if there was anything she would like me to mention, she told me about something that happened while she was in Florida. First of all, I had no idea Christina was going to Florida. I had no idea Christina was in Florida until I got a phone call one evening. "Tuttle?" the voice on the other line said. "Tuttle?"

"Yes, Christina, what's wrong!?" I said, in a dialect of heroism that was probably not necessary. "Where are you?"

"I'm in a parking lot. Sitting on a rock. By myself. Near a white Van. In Florida," came the response. Before it even sunk in that she was in Florida, I told her to get away from the white van. In Suburban America, white vans = kidnapper vans. It turns out that her family was in the van and the desire had been so strong for her to have a meaningful conversation with me that she left. I think it's worth mentioning that she called me later that night and left a voicemail, just to say goodnight. It was beautiful.

Anyway, Christina wanted everyone to know that while her mom and her were in Florida, her Dad bought a skateboard. I think that stands alone as something very funny to think about, so I won't add anything.

As for what I'm bringing to the blog. In the process of writing, I decided it would be cool if I did something nice for Christina. So I went around and asked a few people to describe Christina in one word.

I went to Pamela Chan, also known as Big P, our fearless leader/madame President. The first thing she asked was if Christina would see what she said, obviously seeing if she had to write something nice or what she was really thinking. Pam, after taking a few minutes to find something nice to say about Christina, finally said, "Mango." I don't know how this fits with the question I asked at all, but that was the answer she gave.

I moved on to Meir. I said to her, "Meir, describe Clam in one word. And go." Meir replied, "hm", but later retracted that word. She eventually decided on "beawesome", which was the product of a failed hybridization of "beautiful" and "awesome".

Gary Chow, when asked, said, "surprising." Soon afterwards, he changed it to "suprising." I can't tell the difference here, folks, except that one is in the Oxford English Dictionary and one is not.

The lovely Michelle concurred with Meir and said, "hmmm" at first. She then decided that "beautiful" was a little more appropriate.

Pam Lee refused to answer. Party pooper.

When asked, Jon Chuang answered "flaundatious." As I was looking it up at dictionary.com, he asked me if it was a real word. It turns out that "flaundatious" is, in fact, not a word. The dictionary did, however, suggest the word "flirtatious." I told him this and he said, "that's find." which is either a typo for "that's fine" or some weird lingo I'm not familiar with. Therefore, I decided his final answer is "flirtatious".


There you go, Christina. This is to make up for the fact that I went into your gmail when you gave me your password and I IMed Big P. I hope you enjoyed my first blog post and I expect my paycheck to be in the mail tomorrow? Kthanks.

Hey look! Junior girls!

EDIT: Before I begin getting censored, I think I should let everyone know that Christina and I do not have any plans to get married. And most of that first paragraph was a "fabrication", as she put it. She has also threatened to fire me already. And it's only my first post. This is going to be a great job.