Dear Diary,
I ended up at the big church today. I went with Sis and sat away from Mom and Dad for a change. They understood. There were three boys a couple rows in front of us whom we found appealing...from the backs of their heads anyway. One was bald with a gotee. Sis liked him, but alas one glance at the left hand and we ruled him out. The next had dark, curly-ish hair. He looked good from behind though I thought his back and shoulders seemed bony and sis caught a mustache when he turned his head.
We both think that mustaches, unless on the right people, can be kind of silly. You have to be pretty special to pull it off. Not this kid.
The third was also bald, though sis thought his head was too small. To me he looked alright, but again, I may have to agree with my brother. Church is not set up to meet people. We never spoke...
We'll see what tomorrow holds...
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