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killing time

Saturday, Jun. 09, 2007 | 7:47 PM

i have nothing to write about, but i have 50 minutes to kill. it's 7:10 right now.

i got up today around 3 pm. the first thing i did was clean the gerbil cage. they had dug their bedding up to the water bottle, so it leaked out, soaking the cage. so i needed to take care of that. next, i swept the floor in the living room and kitchen. after that, i took care of the rabbits.

at this point it was about 5. i knew my dad would be home soon, so i got dressed. then i ate some cantaloupe, which if you think about it, is kinda a weird word. he got home as i was eating. i wanted to go to the thrift store, but he didn't want to leave yet. so i gave the cats their hairball stuff and clipped frisky's claws before getting ready to go. we left around 6.

i got to drive. i wanted to go there because i have this thing in my room that i put clothes in, so they're not all over the floor... but it's not like any of the other things in my room. all the furniture in my room is now all wooden with no paint. this thing is all metal and painted pink and sorta ugly. i wanted to get a knew thing to put clothes in, some sort of wooded thing... so it would kinda match.

i know, it's a stupid reason to buy something. it's not like anyone even sees my room anyway. but for some reason it's important to me. i mean... it's a little important. it's not hugely important.

they didn't have anything like that there though.

after looking around for a while, we went home, and i drove back as well. when we got home, i ate some burritos, but nothing like that burrito/taco/whatever thing that melissa made me. no, my kinda of burrito is bean and cheese.

that's been my day so far. i still have to hold the bunnies (i have to hold them every day), take a shower and read my bible. then i've pretty much done everything that i was hoping to do today.

i figure i'll hold the bunnies from 8 - 9. then i'll take my shower, and do my reading, and i'll be done with that about 10. then i'll just mess around online/chat until about 3 am, when i usually get ready for bed. somewhere in there in there i'll play with frisky a bit. then i'll get to bed around 4 am.

and then i'll probably wake up the next day around 3 or so... and i'll do the whole thing all over again.

actually i won't. sunday's kinda different.

but that's more or less my daily life these days. fascinating, isn't it?

...

i got a phone call just now. i answered it, and she said, "hi, is sarah there?"

"yeah."

"is this sarah?"

"yeah."

"hi, this is rachel, jordan's wife."

"oh."

that was kinda surprising. she's never called me before.

"i just wanted to let you know that we're having youth group at our house tomorrow night. it's gonna be from 6 to 9, and we're gonna have an austrian dinner, and then we'll have youth group. i just wanted to let you know, and hope that you can come."

"ok."

"and once again, it's at 6."

"ok."

"ok, thanks sarah."

"ok."

"ok, bye."

"bye."

yes, i said "ok" three times in a row. i'm just terrible with phone calls.

...

now it's 7:44. what else should i say?

hmm...

thinking...

um...

i got nothing.

i guess i'll just go ahead and post this.

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