Today's thoughts.

Jesus came off my crucifix. It seems like less of a statement now.

There's something I really like about the image of a fiery windmill.

I miss my sandwich.

Nat was looking for a bottle of cologne that had been one of his wedding presents. I had an urge to call it and just follow the ringing to find it.

I don't think I will ever not wear this petticoat again. It's the best thing since blue.

IT IS SO HOT HERE.

I didn't realize when I auditioned how much innuendo is in Camelot. Oops...

I made my blog private so I could complain about Bethel without any of them seeing, but it occurs to me that probably no one cares.

I'm cleaning! ... my e-mail inbox. I'm doing well, though. I got it from the 1800's yesterdayish to the 1400's todayish.

Coram Deo--Illinois was probably the biggest the Emmaus youth group has ever been, and I'm the only one in it who also went to Dare to be Lutheran--St. Louis in 2005. I feel SO OLD, guys.

My alarm clock does not understand "off."

I Will Go, I Will Go (Scottish folk), Il Sospiro (Donizetti), and If I Can't Love Her (Beauty and the Beast) make an interesting combination to be stuck in my head.

31 years together. Yayyyyy parents.

I keep adding more thoughts to this in the hopes that I'll remember the third one I actually planned. I think it may be gone forever.

Seriously, though, it was a great sandwich.

Yo Ho Ho and a bowl of ice cream.

When the dishes are all dirty and I need a spoon and I open the dishwasher and see it's full of clean dishes, it's like finding treasure.

That's how mundane my life is at the moment.

Oh, YouTube.

Free your egg.

What.

Yes, but what about self-defense?

HP7.II movie

So I just saw the most recent Harry Potter movie. I won't spoil it, but if you want to be 100% surprised (id est, not even know my reaction), don't read on.
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Parts of it: I loved. I clapped; I squealed; I got teary-eyed, which is really saying something.

The majority, and overall: I am furious. I want to punch faces.

Who else has seen it?