fin de semana

Hello all.

My weekend was okay. When my radio alarm went off on Saturday morning, I slowly realized that people were talking in serious voices. I picked out the words "launch," "Camp David," and "President," and immediately thought that we were under attack. Before I was even fully conscious, I leapt out of bed and ran into the living room, scaring Kathy to death with my unintelligible shrieking. We turned on the TV and saw what had happened. I was sad. I called my dad, and he told me that the Columbia was the shuttle I had watched take off when I was little. (We used to drive up to Cape Canaveral for the launches.) I've been praying for the families of the astronauts. I think at least a couple of them were believers, so that is a comfort to everyone.

Around lunchtime aardwolf came to pick me up and we went to the basketball game with yakko7178 and his girlfriend. (Pictures to come in Lawson's journal.) It was fun. Then Lawson and I hung out at the apartment and then went to his house and watched Jurassic Park II, which I mostly spent hiding under my jacket while he laughed at me. Fun times. :)

On Sunday I took a nap that was entirely too long, which whacked me out for the too-little remainder of the day. This is becoming a pattern. I used to be able to nap for an hour on Sundays and then get up, but I've been so tired that I just keep sleeping. More iron in my diet might be a good idea. :P

I'm bored with my icons. I have many nice pictures of myself, the cat, etc. but when I resize them to icon size, most of them look horrible. Bleah.

fin de semana

Hello all.

My weekend was okay. When my radio alarm went off on Saturday morning, I slowly realized that people were talking in serious voices. I picked out the words "launch," "Camp David," and "President," and immediately thought that we were under attack. Before I was even fully conscious, I leapt out of bed and ran into the living room, scaring Kathy to death with my unintelligible shrieking. We turned on the TV and saw what had happened. I was sad. I called my dad, and he told me that the Columbia was the shuttle I had watched take off when I was little. (We used to drive up to Cape Canaveral for the launches.) I've been praying for the families of the astronauts. I think at least a couple of them were believers, so that is a comfort to everyone.

Around lunchtime aardwolf came to pick me up and we went to the basketball game with yakko7178 and his girlfriend. (Pictures to come in Lawson's journal.) It was fun. Then Lawson and I hung out at the apartment and then went to his house and watched Jurassic Park II, which I mostly spent hiding under my jacket while he laughed at me. Fun times. :)

On Sunday I took a nap that was entirely too long, which whacked me out for the too-little remainder of the day. This is becoming a pattern. I used to be able to nap for an hour on Sundays and then get up, but I've been so tired that I just keep sleeping. More iron in my diet might be a good idea. :P

I'm bored with my icons. I have many nice pictures of myself, the cat, etc. but when I resize them to icon size, most of them look horrible. Bleah.