Sunday

It's Jarvix the Tubeinator. Tracy thought that Jarvix was a good name for a gerbil, so Jarvix it is. The stupid animal need a name. And Niles is the other. Already named, and gone to be invested.

I'm going up to Geneva again today. Looking forward to it.

The Women of Faith conference was pretty cool. It kinda lacked, though... there was too much humor and the stories were hardly related to its theme of Amazing Freedom. But what I did realize was that I need to get my priorities straight: In-Laws versus Weight. And I prayed that God can help me with my weight obsession... I was 119 this morning. As long as I'm below 120, I'll try to be happy. But 115 would be great, and 110 I would be flipping out with happy.

Clague Playhouse called me. Someone recommended me for a part. "Oh, Nightmare? My fiance just auditioned for that?""What's his name?" "Jeff ___""Oh... I don't think he's cast." So I said no, naturally. I refuse to plant a knife into Jeff's heart and then twist it. I called him and told him about it, but then later he called me back and really asked that I go and call them back and try to get into it. WOW. That's all I can say. But is this just the lithium he just took, or a big step forward? Hoping it's the latter and not the former. I might call them back. There's another play I want to be in, but the audition isn't until late July. Hmmm. I want to know more about the part.

I have church this morning, and a lot to get done. I'll try to write more often.