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Date: 11 January 2004 11:08:45
Tonight I went to church after an absence of a month or so. I realised that I like the idea of going to church much better than I enjoy being there. Yesterday I was quite looking forward to going. Tonight I couldn't wait to get home. Possibly I am a pathological whinger... it seems likely.
Today's in other news concerns my travels. So far I have been south and west in the last 3 days. Tomorrow is the day to go north. To look at a wedding dress. I am not into dresses and stuff (I blame my mother for treating me like a boy when I was young - three boys must be easier than 2 boys and a girl) so was having trouble with this concept. Apparently when someone says that we're going to 'look' at a dress, this also involves trying it on and in depth critical analysis. My friend kindly gave me the option of not going but I don't know what the effect of saying no would have on things. I know she said that I didn't have to but maybe it's like when someone offers you their last chip... they want you to say no, and social etiquette seems to be that you must say no. But I feel that if they've offered, they must be prepared to deal with the consequences of either outcome.
Yes. If you don't want me to eat your last chip, don't offer it to me. It will only end in tears.