My dog greets me in her usual morning manner, immune to my attempts to brush her off and continue my yoga routine. A few damp ears later, and I retreat to my bedroom to finish.
cream of mushroom soup
created by angry chef
why are you so good?
After looking up trip prices on Kayak (yay for the internet on a point of sale machine), I decide to just keep saving for an apartment & think about taking vacations again in a year.
Seeing everybody's heads turn in sync while they watch the club tennis championship gives me a serious case of the giggles. I have to hide in the kitchen.
Because the members seem to think the club in an all-inclusive babysitting service, I must prevail upon a passle of seven-year old boys to stay quiet while their parents watch tennis. I convince them that filling a hole in the ground with acorns can be a fun activity.
I add Mr. Boston's to my Amazon Wishlist.
I retire to the basement to set the moldings in my vampire teeth. It tastes like garbage, but Mad Men makes an excellent distraction. The dog is unsure.
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Well, that was... time consuming. I think I learned from this project that I need to get my scanner working again. I hope you had at least a little fun reading this, though!