On The Good Foot
Okay, here's the thing. My time management skills have sucked lately, or maybe it's just that there have been lots of important and fun things going on in the evenings. Whatever the excuse, I haven't had time to put down any thoughts at all into any kind of rational form. Gina and I celebrated three years of dating last week (wow!) by going out a couple of nights, one of them to the Kennedy Center. As for the rest of the time, I've been having a war on some ants in my apartment, trying to get some Jimmy Buffett tickets, and battling the suddenly-warm temperatures and all the pollen and energy-sapping features that come with it. And to add to all that, I learned last week of a three-day trip to New Jersey I'll be taking for work, starting tomorrow.
So, I have to leave this entry as yet another uncreative catch-all here's-what-I'm-doing thing. However, I'm going to bring the crappy old laptop with me to the hotel, and I have essentially nothing else to do in the evenings, so I'll almost assuredly write something. Anything!
P.S. I'm not sure if I'm going to keep watching 24 this season if they keep tugging - nay, ripping - at my heartstrings like this!
Yeah, Katie and my shrine to those they've killed off this season is getting bigger and bigger. After tonight, I guess Edgar isn't coming back from the dead, like Sarah and I were hoping. ...uh, sorry to cut this short, but I have to go comfort Katie. Tony, the future father of her children just got stabbed with a needle full of goodness knows what...I hope we don't have to print a picture of Tony for the shrine, now. :( How depressing. (By the way, I guess we know where Desmond from LOST went...to an LA hotel with that terrorist skank. :-x Sorry, I'll keep this PG. :-p It's kinda cool that our two shows are linked now though!) Oh, yeah...and HAPPY 3 YEARS! **wink**