Sunday bloody Sunday

I know I dreamed last night, but I don't remember anything. That's probably good.

This morning, I'm all conflicted and worried. I promised Sara that I'd help her dye yarn today sometime... but then last night, Grubbs told me that a bunch of them are planning to go out and see Shrek II this afternoon, and I wanna go see that, too... Argh. Choices. Maybe I can do both, if we put off the yarn dying until this evening... I dunno. We'll figure something out.

Also, my arm is tired this morning, because I was bowling with an 11 pound ball last night. I should know better. Still, 'twas fun.