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I am sitting here with the biggest bag of Kettle chips ever. I'm still wearing my running clothes from this morning (no shower) and I'm watching the original Superman (sigh).
Let's run down the day shall we?
Wake up, French Press (oh, la la)
Email.
Read.
Write some poetry.
Meet the running buddy in Seattle.
Running buddy takes me to brunch(Yum).
Stop by the snooty spa and take care of the out-of-control-Jennifer-Connelly-Irish- eyebrows.
Drive out to the boss's place and take care of business.
Come home, chill out.
Dinner.
email/blog/veg out.
Need to stop eating these chips before I undo the run.
Bed.
Se Fini!