This should be the tale of my thirtieth year.

10.29.2004

Big Money Day.

Just not for me. ;-)

Woke up early and sorted out my calendar.

Got ready and had lunch with my old friend, Mr. SunshineState. It was fun, and the next thing you know it was 4.5 hours later. He is a great mix of totally perverse and totally puritanical.

S and I then went shoe shopping, which, combined with unfulfilled desire, depressed me slightly. It bites the big one to find comfy cute shoes and not be able to buy them. Then I got an email from J-bob which filled me with even MORE longing. I'm just in a bad way and feeling slightly dumpy and dorky.

Proceeding past the whining section, A-man is being ever so cute and HEAVY. The word "up" is used extensively. The day of smoky liquor has arrived!

Up the hill tomorrow.

Finally, Blogger's spell checker doesn't recognize "Blogger".

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