Oops.

Oh, and by the way, my dear fiance has to work from 8 o'clock this evening until like, 4:30 in the morning. Which is both ridiculous and insane. I don't know why they are making him do this, and I'm not happy about it. So a prayer request this evening is that he will not collapse and die of exhaustion, basically. Also that he gets a *real* job soon. A better one. Preferably of the actuarial persuasion, where they don't make you work in the middle of the night. And also one that provides insurance since apparently he doesn't have any right now....

And I still don't know about Bible study.