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*yawn*

i’m tired and it’s not even 7.15am yet…

this weekend was supposed to be one of my spring cleaning weekends. my plan was to start with the downstairs (the easiest part) and work my way up. well, that didn’t happen. i was distracted friday afternoon by seeing dawn of the dead with carol, geoff and mark. damn that was a entertaining movie. if you like zombies.

ended up going to the outlets saturday with ducky and na. got a kick ass shirt from the kenneth cole outlet. it made its grand and rather unexpected debut last night in front of my entire congregation when i became the emergency commentator cuz carissa was feeling sick.

oh yeah, saturday evening my friends and i made over 200 dumplings. yowzas.

now it’s monday morning and i’m still tired and it’s now 7.24am. i have a meeting at 8.30 to discuss taking a lead systems engineer role for a program, along with an 11am status meeting. this week will be busy with a visit to the dentist on wed, the doc on thurs and something else which i’ve forgotten.

michelle had her baby last monday. two months premature. she’s doing fine and should have been released from the hospital late last week. please take a moment and say a quiet prayer for her and her little girl…

as if it weren’t enough that i get my daily dose of spam in my email box, now the spammers are moving to spamming blog comments. stupid pewpheads. die die die die die.

you know it’s a bad thing when a bunch of 16-year old girls tell you that you sound like a 13-year old boy…

i often wonder how i spend my time. i mean, yeah, i know what i do when i have a moment alone, but i’ve never really actually taken note of the time i spend doing stuff. this is similar to my spending habits. now i have an actual spreadsheet of how i spend my money. time to move on to time…

i spent way too much time this weekend watching tv, but i seriously needed to catch up. went from almost two weeks behind to one day behind which is actually less buffer than i would prefer. so we’ll see how this cataloguing goes.

in other news, i feel like someone ripped by head open and shit fire down my throat…