Now, I'm waiting for my daughter to get out of dance class. This is her last official dance class of the school year. For the rest of the week, it's recital practice. Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday (all day). It's going to be a looooooooooooooong week. I'm going to be pretty much danced out by Sunday afternoon, when it's all over.
So far, I've only noticed one little typo. Not bad for pounding on the keyboard without stopping,. Whoops. I shouldn't have started bragging.
I'm hungry now. I'd eat raw hamburger if somebody put it in front of me gihgt now. I'n also pretty weary. I've got about another hour before I can head home. Maybe I'll work on my essay a little more. Or maybe I'll read a good book. Or maybe I'll just shut off my computer and stare into the abyss of madness. Or maybel I'll solve world hunger and tell no one. Or maybe I'll gnaw on a cheese stick for a while.
Or maybe Saint Marty will got to sleep. Or go to sleep. Or go. Or...Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Wake me up tomorrow morning.... |
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