Well, I’m back on my feet, pretty much. I was knocked out for the whole weekend, though, pretty much.
What sort of excitement to report? Well, I was having a fun time last week trying to contact all of the youth at church (thankfully, there’s only about half a dozen). We try to do a service where the youth run the entire service every so often, but I couldn’t get in touch with anyone. It turned out OK; we were having a special time afterwards to honor a couple in the church (it was their 65th wedding anniversary), so the service ran short, so I just worked out a very short service with the regular people to do music and such.
The latest story at Papyrus was two days late; I forgot to update it on Friday. No screams from readers, though, so I think I didn’t hurt anything particularly.
We’re going out to dinner tonight, so I won’t be able to do much tonight. I’m not sure whether I should write, or work on Papyrus business. Hmmm.