I went to church for the first time in my life today. I'm not sure why I went, but I did and I think I'm glad. I went to the vancouver unitarian church (and just to clarify, that's not a christian church..), and they were having an easter-y passover-y spring-y service with lot of candles and flowers and things. It's been a long time since I've sung with other people. I didn't realize how much I missed it. I wandered around afterwards. An old old church lady talked with me for 10 minutes about hair dye. (Mine's bright red; she wants her orange for hallowe'en.) I nervously put my address in the visitor's book. I think I might come back next week.