*posts while waiting for toenail polish to dry*

I want Souvia. Marissa, Ali... you want Souvia, too? Cuz we can have Souvia on Saturday, if we want. :D

Today I went to the mall and got myself a pair of $20 Payless shoes for graduation tomorrow. If you care, they're these. Cute, simple, easy to walk in, and can be worn with a lot of stuff, so they're useful! Yay! I also picked up the third book in Robin Hobb's "Soldier Son" series, on a whim, because I have time to read again and I'm nearing the end of "Pattern Recognition". Mmm, escapism. Finally, I bought some soba at the crappy little Japanese place in the food court, which I suppose is an adequate replacement for Panda Express chow mein. Still, they better bring that restaurant back, soon, or I'll be sad.

This evening, I went to the Worship Associate meeting, where I found out doing Check In (when we all describe what's been going on in our lives recently) that I'm getting an A in Anne's class. (In case you can't tell, she's my professor as well as a member of the WA council. During her check-in, she described slaving over a stack of 15-20 page research papers, and mentioned offhand that mine was excellent and "Yes, Sasha, you're getting an A.") Woot. That is, by the way, the paper I had to redo due to its spontaneous bout of self-cannibalism, so I'm relieved.

During the meeting the council discussed our minister's up-and-coming and well-deserved sabbatical, and the parade of guest ministers we'll be welcoming on various Sundays until late November. There was some brief discussion about a certain celebrity minister, the district executive director or something like that. Apparently he's coming to give a sermon, and nobody really wants to be his WA because he's apparently very rude, self-absorbed and long-winded. I guess once he gave a 90-minute sermon and 3/4 of it was about himself. I was intrigued by the notion of this individual coming to our congregation, because many people described it as "politics" rather than a genuine desire---from either party---to have him come a-visiting.

So I volunteered to be the WA for his service. This should be interesting.

Ok, I think the toenails are probably dry now, so it's time to give Marissa's mom back her polish and go to bed. Good night!