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Today

  • Slept past my alarm.
  • Worked.
  • Skype date with Heather. Love Heather. It was too short, but I'll see her next week. Can't forget her birthday gift!!
  • Worked.
  • Dan phoned; we're asking our landlords to fix some things before we sign our (overdue) lease.
  • Lunch with a friend from my crazy creative writing class last fall. I love the realization that a friendship is real and mutually desired. Great cultural & creative thoughts.
  • Coffee shop to work again. Not feeling productive. Did I make any progress today? Added to my plate, definitely.
  • The gym. The elliptical. The personal TV. An hour of goodness.
  • Home again. Leftovers. Check email. Season premiere of America's Best Dance Crew.
  • Skype date with Wendy. Love Wendy. Love webcams when they don't freeze into awkward faces. Dan comes up and it is mass chaos and fun.
  • Work-ish. Distraction. TV. Vacation planning (flights booked).
  • Bones. I love Bones. Love Booth. I am rooting for them - they better get together this fall. They will.
  • Need to finish two things, then it's an early bedtime...and an early start tomorrow.

Comments

Laura J said…
I think it's fantastic you decided to go to Saskatoon. You'll have a great time!
aban said…
hey friend.
i love bones too.
i think if i were to ever do a blind-tv-marathon date. i think i'd pick you. you, have good taste in tv. shows.

ps: GUESS what i did when i was bored a few nights ago.

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