Well, my hamster, Percy, died this morning at around 8. I made him a coffin and buried him in the backyard, in a quiet little corner by some trees. It's kind of sad, but I guess it's better he died now rather than waiting until I left for Scotland. I haven't handled a dead animal for quite some time--long enough to not remember how unnerving it is to pick up a cold, rock-hard body that used to be warm and soft. Poor Percy. I hope there's a Hamster Heaven somewhere, because he sure deserves to be in it. He was an awfully good hamster. He never bit anyone, never tried to escape, didn't make that much noise....He will be sorely missed.

Other than Percy's death, nothing much has been happening. I've gone to see the doctor a lot, for various things. I had my first pelvic exam with an OB-GYN on Friday, which was okay. It wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be, and I got some birth control to boot. So the next time I see Alex, we don't have to use latex, which I suspect I'm allergic to, anyway. Good news there, I guess.

Friday was also my grandmother's birthday, so we drove out to visit her in Detroit, stayed the night, and then came back yesterday. That was nice--I always enjoy visiting my grandma. She also gave me $50 to spend in Scotland, which was nice :).

Today is Alex's birthday. I haven't actually bought his gift yet, but--lucky for me--we decided to celebrate his birthday when we see each other next, in Scotland.

I guess I'm going to go find something for dinner. Hmmm....