Geneva

Well, today I picked up Jeff and we headed south, all the way to Mount Vernon. A good hour and a half drive from my house. Two hours when you consider slow traffic, lights... and well, Grandpa's Cheese Barn. We were driving south on 71 when Jeff sees this huge bulletin board off to the side: "Grandpa's Cheese Barn: Cheese, Meat, Fudge, Gifts. Exit 186." Hardly need to say that we took that exit and went searching. It was awesome! They had samples of every kind of cheese imaginable: Sage cheese, English Cheddar cheese, Swiss cheese, Habanera cheese, Hickory Smoked Blue cheese, Baby Swiss cheese, regular Cheddar cheese, Gouda cheese... there must have been two dozen cheese samples. And then another couple dozen salsa, spread, and jelly samples. I tried them all. I ended up buying a really good one--or rather, Jeff bought it for me when he got cinnamon rolls. Now, these are not regular rolls. These are pretty much homemade. Even the icing is cinnamony. They're excellent. I thought we'd save them for breakfast, but when I went to get a coke from Mickie D's, I came back to the car and two of the six had mysteriously vanished. Hmmm. Somehow I didn't think the gerbils ate them. Yes, yes! Gerbils were our mission. Two boys I bought: one cream and orangeish, the other black and white. Very pretty boys. :-P I don't know what to name them yet, since I really haven't seen their personalities. One is six weeks old, the other eight weeks. They're not related, but the gerbil lady already got them accustomed to each other and they've been getting along splendid. I'll have to wait a while before I start playing with them, at least three days. I don't want to freak them out completely. It's been lonely in my room without them, I realize. The sounds of scrabbling are very familiar and comforting, really. Sounds of home.

I watched Comedy of Errors last night--it was hilarious. I've got Shakespeare on the brain. I'm determined to become an expert on the subject. Tomorrow I head out to Geneva's stage to see it for the first time. It's gonna be awesome. We meet at 3:30 for the drive, rehearsal ends at 9pm... I'll be lucky if I'm home by 11pm. Woot! Though I'm a little concerned they might forget we need dinner... haha, that's me.

Right now Jeff is helping Dad move back the furniture, or at least the couches, into the front room. Creamy gerbil is trying to dig through plastic, and failing, and having a heart attack whenever I move. He'll take a while, but he'll get used to me. Eventually. When I start feeding them nummies they'll really like me then.

Chamma is coming along nicely. Me and mom are rewriting a lot of the earlier stuff, since we're smoothing over some rough plot points--smoothing them out, not over. Also adding two more characters, Daikoku and another one who I haven't named. A bit more flavor of Cadafalan there.

I've been trying to lose weight for the past year. I just started a no-stress strategy, where I drink lots and lots. I weigh in tomorrow. I was at the high end of 118.5... now what'll I be?