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How the time flies. I just (literally) wasted the entire day doing nothing. More tired than anyone in the under 50 set has a right to be, I lounged in bed until noon....only rousing to forage for food. The urbanite way: Delivery.
Chicken wings with Blue Cheese
When the common living space became construction central (cleaning lady), I went back upstairs to watch the remainder of the Mandy Moore movie, A Walk to Remember. Even though I panned it when it first came out, it was really good in that tear-jerker kind of a way. The kind where any single girl wants the story lead to fall in love - but happily forever. Not until she announces she has cancer and will die soon.
Yeck.
The only substantial thing accomplished yesterday (aside from dressing for work), was a satisfying threading session with the Bombay ladies. (Yay, nice eyebrows.)
My plans to see Trisha were shelved for good reason. Every woman needs their space. But I did a poopy, thing and begged off from seeing the show I was supposed to see with her. I "released" the ticket. Oy, such drama. Long story. Not interesting for most. But I feel poopy about it. Edna laid on the guilt.
Instead, I waited for E to show and we went to the Paramount and a really cool place, Firebird. Although I wish they wouldn't have made Lana Rein wear the stupid Russian hat..
Alright. Two hours and change to bathe and prepare for a Saturday outing. Pat & Susan are in town, and Linnea is having a holiday party.
What to wear, what to wear....
posted by irene @ 12/20/2003 03:39:00 PM
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