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Jun. 3rd, 2007 10:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
adiva_calandiaSo, my driving lessons with the intriguingly named Butch have been moved from 3:30 in the afternoon for the next four days, to 8 AM. FUN.
Long day, not enough to eat, I'm tired but less cranky than I was half an hour ago. OH and I got an idea for an OOM, so I'll write that up before going to bed early in preparation for driving.
(Why no, I'm not terrified in the least little bit, why do you ask? Oh, the hyperventilating? No, that's just . . . 'cause . . . I'm asthmatic. Yep.)
The first hymn we sang at church today was called "This Day God Gives Me," to the tune of "Morning Has Broken." Check out the lyrics. I was GRINNING, man.
Long day, not enough to eat, I'm tired but less cranky than I was half an hour ago. OH and I got an idea for an OOM, so I'll write that up before going to bed early in preparation for driving.
(Why no, I'm not terrified in the least little bit, why do you ask? Oh, the hyperventilating? No, that's just . . . 'cause . . . I'm asthmatic. Yep.)
The first hymn we sang at church today was called "This Day God Gives Me," to the tune of "Morning Has Broken." Check out the lyrics. I was GRINNING, man.
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Date: 2007-06-04 01:54 pm (UTC)This was the one we used to sing: http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/s/t/stpatric.htm
It was one of my favorites.