Sunday

I say this every Sunday but I'll say it again.
I love Sundays.

It's like.. no matter how sad, lonely, or awful I feel, it all goes away when I get to church. It seems like the message for that Sunday is always fit perfectly to what I really need to hear or learn. When I need to meet someone new, talk to someone, I do. It's perfect. It makes me perfectly happy.
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On another note! The puppy is back home. He stayed at the hospital overnight to get re hydrated, and they wanted to make sure he could eat and go to the bathroom on his own before they let him come back. Turns out it was just an upset tummy. He ate something not intended for doggy consumption!

Speaking of pets, I'm taking my dog in to the vet tomorrow. She's getting her teeth cleaned, and it's loooong overdue. Stinky breath dog.

Anyhow. I'm sitting here listening to The Singles Ward soundtrack, getting ready to check out my online classes since school starts tomorrow. And getting ready to send e-mails to the teachers whose classes I'm waitlisted on. I need in, suckas!


(PS I'm sorry for being suckish at visiting your blogs. I promise to get back on it tomorrow!)

Somethin' About Sundays

Today was good. I went to church with Courtney again..



I felt pretty.

I tried not to fall asleep for the first hour. I met even more new people btdubs. One of these days I might even make a friend...

Not holding my breath.

Since then, I have been inhaling caffeine, trying not to fall asleep. 4 hours of sleep is no bueno. Anyhow.. have a good week!

I Enjoy

New Outfits





Going to church in one of said new outfits. Deciding to do visiting teaching. Meeting the lady who is going to be my visiting teacher. Sundays. I love Sundays.

Eating chips and salsa. I eat lots.. and lots. Lately, eating has been all I do. It's kind of pathetic.

I am still in a bloggy slump. That's all I can think of to write.