I had a dream that I went to an amusement park contained in a very large building, and because it was a class trip we had to learn how things worked and weren't allowed to ride any. There was a whole pane of 25 cent candy machines, and next to them a fortune-telling machine. I put in my coins and pulled out a fortune-- and then I saw another in the bottom, so I pulled again, and again, and I ended up with four fortunes, but then someone started a fistfight near me and I never got to read them before I woke up.

I wonder what they said.

Apparently my father is boycotting church, and told my mother that she can be the pastor from now on. This seems like a very big step towards leaving the Salvation Army. He made my mother cry; Rachael says that she was in her office crying because of what he said.

I'm very uncomfortable about driving up to Montreal with my father now. I'm very, very nervous about what might be happening to my family.

it feels selfish of me to complain when so many people don't have a cohesive two-parent household, but this scares the hell out of me that they might be getting a divorce.

Church now.

eta: There's no sermon today. For some reason, I'm not happy about this.

:/