
I had such high hopes for the weekend. I was going to churn out another draft of the methods paper. Instead, on Saturday, I slept very late because I couldn't sleep the night before. Then I decided to take my sister sightseeing. She's only been living here for 6 months, and I haven't done a damned thing with her. I was going to take her for a tour of Ballard. That was almost the first place I lived in Seattle, so it's the first tour we should take, I reasoned. Then the riding girls called about a barbecue contest, complete with free barbecue in Shoreline, at the Central Market. We decided on the barbecue. I came home sore as hell because before barbecue they got me on one of those wii fit things. My wii fit age is pretty good but according to Nintendo, I'm obese. It said it right on the screen in front of all my friends:
You are obese. Not only that, but my Mii swelled up proportionally right on the screen!
Today I woke up with an exploding face sinus headache. I took some sinus pills and got right into the red chair and watched some Father's Day Lifetime Movies.
Later my sweetie and I went touring--north on I5. We paid the stable fees and farrier for Sherrys Heza Krul.
I'm monitoring the-neecer's progress on the purge. I'm thinking about my purge. She's already to 31 and I can't even make a commitment.
And I had to simpsonize myself. I'm going to try to find this haircut for my nonsimpson self.
I hope my dissertation dominatrix doesn't find this blog. If I don't get some work done by tomorrow, I can't go to the Storm game.
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