it chills the body but not the soul
Dec. 1st, 2002 07:49 amit's a cruel joke. this thing with the sunday morning and the working. cruel. i'm feeling what one could call 'bad.' and it's all peppy music today too. today's sermon topic: Social Justice as a Spiritual Practice. could be good. actually, could be very good - because the minister won't be there!!! wooo!!! guest minister today. hope he's good. or at least interesting. we'll be singing some chestnuts - every time i feel the spirit and siyahamba. need to do easy stuff leading up to the music service since we have so little rehearsal time.
claire came over last night. we were going to watch a movie but we ended up watching trading spaces (rach is totally addicted) and just goofing around. discussing the merits - and lack thereof - of the word 'hump.' fighting about draco malfoy and whether he's angsty or evil. much silliness. was good.
wah! why am i not allowed to just go get back in bed??? i feel so yucky. like everything inside me from the chest up is swollen to twice its usual size. and hurts. is that gross? well, it feels gross.
claire came over last night. we were going to watch a movie but we ended up watching trading spaces (rach is totally addicted) and just goofing around. discussing the merits - and lack thereof - of the word 'hump.' fighting about draco malfoy and whether he's angsty or evil. much silliness. was good.
wah! why am i not allowed to just go get back in bed??? i feel so yucky. like everything inside me from the chest up is swollen to twice its usual size. and hurts. is that gross? well, it feels gross.