I can't see you, I can't hear you, but I know you're there because I can feel you.

Some people are born to be wild. Some people are born ready. I was born to be bored.

Thus, this.

Things are looking up for me though. Summer is here. Which means Thursdays are the new Wednesdays which used to be the new Saturdays. Thursdays mean Farmer's Market/Brit's Pub rooftop outings not to mention the obvious choice of Canterbury buck night which I think I've talked about at least 6 other times. Whatever. At least you know where to find me. Probably by myself since the Sonj is moving back to the Nah. Again, whatever. Hey, MAYBE YOU CAN COME WITH ME.

I'm running yet another half this weekend. Yes, another. This will be officially my 5th half but...technically speaking..13th half which reduced equals 6.5 wholes. but officially, 5th half. Hopefully faster than 1:51. and hopefully my ipod doesn't get stuck on Dude Looks Like a Lady again.

And guess who wore the 6th grade teacher outfit again today? And no, I will not be giving a lesson on Voyage of the Mimi. But I did make CT a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch today. Here, enjoy and learn. and if you FF to 1:00 you can rekindle your love with the deaf girl who always has the good ideas and 1:20 with the man/woman who looks like the older brother from Honey I Shrunk the Kids.





**Oh, quick sidenote. eight hundred thirty and no/100----------dollars. That's me, practicing writing Ken a check.