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August 22, 2003

oh, that poor dog

Max — oh, that poor dog. He was so happy to be taken home yesterday. But boy, does he look worn. It looks like it hurts him to walk, sit, and lay down. He’s not perky at all. He’s so flaccid (smirk) that yesterday he and the cats both occupied the living room for hours without him spooking them. It was nice to have my furbabies in one spot. Now Max has a runny, drippy nose. Could he have a cold? From where?

I’m a star! — well, actually, Dierdre the Pain is. This is the official website for Asheron’s Call:Dark Majesty, which is the game I prattle about on a daily basis. Check out the character in the upper right corner! Yeah, baby!!

Woefully unprepared — I barely packed last night. Barely. Ugh. There is so much I need to do today. These include:

  • Purchasing Disneyland Guidebook
  • Getting driving directions from airport to hotel
  • Confirming late arrival at hotel
  • Taking cash out of bank
  • Purchasing batteries for camera
  • Locating and packing carry-on backpack

    Mood: Anxious. I should have taken today off, too. But I am wearing my “Get that girl a pimp” scandalous brown shirt today, so that makes me feel a bit more in control.
    Work docket:Hot Properties, which I cannot get to convert at all. Work on updating some of our advertising campaigns.
    Lunch plans:Will try to skip lunch and go home early
    Afternoon: See above
    Evening: Plane leaves at 5:50 pm. Hope it’s not delayed.

    California trip: Will include San Francisco Giants baseball game, Fisherman’s Wharf, Sausalito, Golden Gate park, Alcatraz, and hopefully a spin thru wine country. Huge drive southward to Anaheim, where we’ll experience Disneyland and Hollywood.

    And now…the Friday Five!

    1. When was the last time you laughed?
    This morning on phone with Mom, talking about the things we haven’t done yet in prep for trip.

    2. Who was the last person you had an argument with?
    Don’t remember. I don’t argue much.

    3. Who was the last person you emailed?
    Cousin Matt last night.

    4. When was the last time you bathed?
    Still squeaky clean (and hair still damp) from my shower this morning

    5. What was the last thing you ate?
    Turkey sandwich from Wawa yesterday afternoon. I’m starving.

    Ugh. Pretty tepid questions this week, hm?

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