I'm making the most of having something to talk about. . . I figure for the rest of summer I may not have anything to say. (Don't you all wish.)
So today I visited my old church, and got hugged by a lot of strangers who remember me when I was a baby. That's always a little scary, but I figure it's good practice for when I own half the world and everyone's sucking up to me. :-)
Oh, I met Stacie Orrico's personal assistant, Anna, at lunch, and that was neat. She's from WA too, but moved here to be with our old friend Isaac, who's also a budding musician. Nice girl, hope it works out for them.
I'm trying to think of how to answer the "What do you want to be when you grow up?" question, cuz I'm really sick of having every single stinking relative and old friend ask me. My latest answer is, "Do you mean before or after world domination?" but I'd appreciate any new ideas before Carla starts copying me. . . Post a comment.