It's 9:30 in the morning, and I'm killing time waiting to go to church. Right now I'm going to Christ Church, which is literally behind my house. So far I really like it there. But on Thursday when coming home from the Playhouse for rehearsal, I saw some sort of accident at the front entrance, which involved a motorcycle... I know Doc (the preacher) has a motorcycle, I hope that he wasn't involved. I guess I'll see today whether anyone from the church was hurt.
I can't think of any good names for the gerbils. It's pretty sad. But they are soooooo cute! One gerbil is 6 weeks old, the other 8. Soooo cute!
I weighed in, 117,5. Pretty happy about that, but I've got a ways to go. Seven and a half more pounds need to come off.
It's Father's Day, but Dad's off golfing so I probably won't see him. I'll just leave his card somewhere prominent... *sigh*
My eye itches.
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