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Intended an early night tonight. Woke up at 4 am yesterday morning, legs and feet aching from four hours of walking the picket line and a spontaneous 5 km evening run (this after not having run in 2 years). So….needless to say I have taken it easy tonight. Watched my traditional hour of CSI (why cut off a corpse’s finger to get a print? reminds me of that Hans Christian Andersen tale where the girl cuts off her finger so she can use it to open a locked gate and save her seven brothers who have been turned into crows — why cut the finger off?), phoned a friend to thank her for making Thanksgiving dinner (don’t you just love people who love to cook and are glad to share!), and researched a few Masters programs online…Still interested in everything and nothing in particular. Can’t decide between English/Creative Writing, Second Language Education or International Relations/Law. Meanwhile, I’m still chipping away at that French Language Certificate. Oh, I’m so good at starting things, not so good at staying the course.
Speaking of running, I figured it would be good to set myself the challenge of being able to run a 10 K by Christmas. Ooh, it’s going to start getting cold soon, too, so it will be an extra test of my staying power. Living across from a large beautiful park chock full of spry joggers is inspiring and the local running club averages about 70 people per outing. So what’s my excuse besides back-to-back episodes of CSI on Spike TV? Today I confess I’ve already skipped the first club run for the sake of a much-needed nap, but there’s always tomorrow, right?
Halloween is coming soon. Maybe I should give out candy this year, instead of lying on the floor with the lights off because I didn’t get around to buying any Kit Kats. Heck, I think I might even like to go trick-or-treating this year…There are some pretty swanky houses around here and they don’t look like they’re owned by people who give out that crappy paper-wrapped bat toffee. I’ve already told the black cat that he’s going to have to work the windows this year. He is so lazy the rest of the year!
Well, time to curl up with a warm blanket and a good book. I’m about a quarter into Richard Wright’s Clara Callan. It’s strange reading about characters living in the 1930’s talking about sex and abortions. I don’t know why…maybe I think of people back then being more innocent, which is a crazy notion. People have known how to make more people for thousand of years, right?
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