December 27, 2006

American Psycho is not appropriate lunch time reading. Just so you know. Need to go running tonight. It is over 40 degrees (which is my criteria for the outdoor activities). Tomorrow night, I am swimming, I think. Might as well use the pool at my gym. I can feel a migraine building. I don’t know…

December 20, 2006

I took this from the bottom of a forward I received from my friend Brad: Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, martini in the other, totally worn out and screaming,…

December 20, 2006

These are very school-marm-ish. I kind of love them. I feel that I could rap people’s knuckles with my ruler and wear my hair in a bun. Which, actually, isn’t much different than my day-to-day life. Just without the shoes that justify it all. Still nothing much going on. Work is kicking my ass –…

December 19, 2006

Although I am now (for those of you keeping track) 98% done with my holiday shopping, and have only three more packages to send. None of which will get where they need to be by the time they need to be there. I did get the all-important birthday gift sent out, and it should arrive…

December 18, 2006

or something. Friday was the work party. Good food. Good booze. After the party, a co-worker and I went to Powell’s to buy presents, and then walked to Lint to ogle the yarn. By then, it was after 4, and we’d walked miles, and our buzzes were almost gone. So we went to Emanon’s (or…

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