“And she says, ‘Baby, It’s 3 AM, I must be lonely…’ “
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And it’s almost vacation-time. Amen.
I wound up not going to the gym yesterday… but I still got a workout (of sorts): All of the equipment that we moved last week? We moved it to more permanent locations. In about 3 hours. It wasn’t an entirely pretty process, but the results don’t look half bad.
Last night, SaraRules and I went to Gardner Village to pick up a few Christmas gifts… and to stroll (briefly) around the grounds and look at the lights. Briefly because it was cold and windy. But, the trip was otherwise successful. After that, we had dinner at Olive Garden. I had the Chicken Carbonara with a glass of Kendal Jackson Riesling; SaraRules had the Apricot Chicken.
Last night’s sleep was… broken. Very broken. I woke up at least three times between 3 AM and 6:30 AM. For no apparent reason that I can discern. Oh, well. I don’t have to get up for anything tomorning, so I’ll try to make it up tonight.
Stray Toasters
- Sweet Game-loving Jesus: The CoH Mac client is in beta testing. *downloading*
- By way of SaraRules – The Sartorialist: On Zoot Suits, Baggies, Stacy Adams & 125th Street
- Since the Satorialist’s post references them…Â Ladies and Gentlemen, I give to you… The Time
- For Meliko: McCarthyism
- Help select the 100 greatest Looney Toons
- Father punishes son with public humiliation
Namaste.
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