june 3, 2001. Today was just about perfect. I woke up still feeling the effects of last night (so much for the substance-free summer), but very happy, very still, very relaxed. Church was excellent today: several different languages used on the Pentecost reading and a full Communion with a big round loaf of tasty local bread. When we came home, we ate snacks and soup and watched the first half of "Pollack." And then, a nap! I think I'm feeling more like myself now that I've had that extra sleep. Unfortunately, feeling like myself means sore eyes, bloated tummy & a cranky head. Good thing I'm not a particularly addictive personality. This could be a bad precedent. The church website is just chugging along. Right now I'm working on sidebar navigation, which is a whole new country for me. I'm amazed at what I don't know about this whole webpage thing. I guess familiarity with a few aspects has bred a lamentable laziness. Shame on me. It appears that Little Spider was suddenly abandoned by her boyfriend. Never one to avoid cliché, he packed up his things while she was gone and left A Note to explain. I can't say I'm terribly broken up about the whole thing. Of course I don't want her to suffer, but I think the crisis was a while ago - she seems relatively chipper in her explanatory email. Which is all to the good - it doesn't mean that I get to start blatting about the things about him I didn't like, but it's a place to start.