Dinner is eaten, cats are played with, now time to work on my lecture for tomorrow. Maybe some DVR'ed Olympics if I finish that before falling asleep on my keyboard.
Tomorrow should be a good day: 9:30 appointment at Health Services to hopefully get something to help my face, followed by Roseann's ballet class at Dance Complex, office hour and then teaching at Tufts. Lastly, I'm meeting up with at least one, but hopefully two, of my bffs for shoe shopping and cosmetics hunting.
A food critique: I can only describe the smell of Trader Joe's frozen mixed seafood as "c***-ish," and not in a good way. Scratch that one of the list of dinner short-cuts.
Kraig surprised me with purple tulips today. A+
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