04.13.05

I'm picking up Mater at the airport tonight. Her flight's in at 11:00PM. Ugh. Oh well. I'm going to enjoy my last afternoon (for a while) of alone-time. This wild woman is going to do...

...laundry.

Calm down now.

This morning a client told me that I'd done a really good job photocopying his pictures. ? All I did was lay them on the glass and hit the start button. Not a lot of skill in that. However, it was nice to be thanked. The client is a tai chi/chi kung teacher and the pictures were of his teacher and of his class.

Last night's meetings went okay. Nothing too startling. My schedule has changed a bit; I'll be coming in later on Mondays and Fridays. This is good. Monday mornings are hellish because of the Sunday night Beat Revival. Even though I make a point of leaving no later than midnight, it still takes me a while to get to sleep. Starting every week sleep-deprived isn't fun.

That's all. Another fun-filled day in Stumptown. Whee.

Go. Be fabulous.

Addendum: Go check out the bathing suits that my friend makes and sells here, Two-Piece Polka. I expect heaping mounds of declarations of eternal devotion for my fabulous modelling job. *snort* Okay, just don't punch me. *cackle*

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