I don't think I have anything to say. I would write about the weekend, but I'm too tired to really remember it. Haha. I'll try, anyway.
Saturday was spent cleaning out the garage and going to Olive Garden (where I saw Jenni...what are the odds?) for Mom's birthday. Sunday consisted of church, picking up the rest of my decorating materials, and creating a 24x36 (framed) collage of photos to hang above my bed. I dicovered that the photos will probably never come off of the board (I tried), and I'm not sure how I feel about that. Hehe. It's good that they're going to stick, but...wow...it kind of depresses me to know that I just sealed the fate of THAT many photos. They will never be JUST photos again. From here on out, they MUST remain part of a collage, their identities meshing with the identities of other photos from different times and places. OH, THE INHUMANITY!!! Hehe.
Anyway. I started reading "The Three Musketeers" again. I love that book. I think I will read it some before falling asleep. Goodnight. :)
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