Oopsie-Daisy

I set my alarm for 8:30 this morning. The shuttle for Bethany Community gets here at around 9:50. I woke up this morning at 8:20, afraid my alarm had failed to go off. I checked and it was still set and countin' down, so I decided to go back to sleep. My alarm then went off as planned, and I listened to people being interviewed on the street on which candidating they are voting for for President, and then I got sick of it and hit the snooze button. The snooze alarm went off several minutes later, and I turned off my alarm, ready to get up. I then proceeded to sleep until eleven, and miss church althogether. The moral of the story is: Don't turn off the alarm until you're actually out of bed. That's what snooze is for . . .

Anyway, so I'm kind of bummed about missing church. :-\ I feel like a bum. A very well-rested bum, but a bum none-the-less. The Moyer Retreat is this weekend. Hooray! I'm not really sure what to expect there, but after a late-night conversation with Moog, all I'm picturing are were-lodges. :D (They sprout giant chicken legs every full moon and run around "freeing" mailboxes by pulling them out of the ground and sticking them in chimneys.)

David and I have to try to finish our mouse trap flinger this afternoon. That's not going so well. It's really hard to know how well we're actually doing at flinging a ping-pong ball because our ping-pong ball has been permanently dented. That tends to have a negative effect on the flight of the ball . . . Also, I think we may have worn out our spring from testing it so much. :-\ Ah well. We shall see how it turns out.

The Incompetent Inventor