My sunday went along just like my intention to visit the Mark Twain house the summer: nothing came of it. I thought I might pack some things, but alas nada.
See, Jaws came on TV, and I just had to watch Jaws. And then I had to eat something. Twice. Kind of a shame, because i don't think we'll have too many more of those perfect days until next spring. Well, who knows ... maybe it'll be a mild winter (please oh please!) I did manage to make it to Princeton for a nice tea at Small World.
I took another car load of stuff over to the new place yesterday, and I'm going to try and take Friday afternoon off at work to move the big stuff over with the roommie and Mike. That means I'll have to get a-packing to have everything ready to haul away by friday. The big benefit is that I can be at the new place by this weekend!
I was watching all the news shows this morning and thinking how much bullshit all that useless punditry and conjecture really is.
I think I might be tired, but I could just be really bored.
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