11:15 am

At the moment, I am in the kitchen at Christ church Cranbrook, the same church I've always gone to. During high school, I used to do the embarassingly easy task of setting up the coffee hour every Sunday for forty bucks. It doesn't take me long to get ewrything ready, especially at this point, so I usually wander around the lower level of the church while I wait for the service to end and, as mr. John zabriskie just said to me, wait for the herd to descend hungrily on the various forms of generally pretty crappy baked goods people bring. Occasionally, some of the old biddies that essentially run this place bring homemade things which tend to actually be quite good. Today,it doesn't seem that many people were in church, but that could be due to the extreme humidity and lack of air conditioning upstairs. During the summer, it is expected that a few old men and women will drop from the heat during the service. There must be some sort of arrangement with the nearest hospital, a panic button or something that brings paramedics around the front, silently and without disruption, to cart the geezers off. Oh shit, just saw this irritating woman who loves to run her big mouth off at me. I really hope she thinks I'm my sister. She wouldn't be the first person today. Literally just happened again. The woman seemed quite perplexed. It really is sweltering down here and all I'm doing is waiting for everyone to leave so I can clean up. This, by the way, is not in fact a damn fine cup of coffee. Must leave this kitchen to avoid chatty annoying woman. I'm going to take you guys on a photographic tour of my favorite places to hide from people.



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