Signed up for strongman competition. There are only 3 people in my weight class. There are 6 in the lightweight, which is kind of surprising to me, but it's cool. There are a lot of women signed up, too. As a stalker lark, I searched for, on facebook, some of these people, and some of them actually have mutual acquaintances. It's a small state.
Summer semester ending. Good riddance.
Need new struts on car, apparently. Bleh.
Going to $SECOND_CITY at end of month, don't know if I have any free time, though, for CHIHUSIMEETUP. It's for a wedding.
We need to figure out choir at church, because we're (a very inclusive we, I don't want to give the impression that I am in any way the agent of this) starting a new church in town and there's not much of a choir. This means Russian music, fortunately.
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