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Aug. 3rd, 2006 06:42 amWell the good news is that its no longer boiling hot. Its only 70 degrees at 6:30am, which is an improvement over the last 3 days when its been at least 90 when I get up at 6am
The bad news is that the rain that cooled us off is...well the yellow and green blob on radar is *huge* and I going to be plenty wet by time I actually make it to work this morning. Nothing I love better then sitting in damp clothes in ice cold air conditioning.
On the up side its Thursday! Woo! One more day till the weekend.
I'll be heading to my mom's for the weekend as she's making me birthday barbecue.
Dad was up last Saturday. Went to Borders and got books, the saw Devil Wears Prada and had dinner. Movie was good - loved the part where Anne Hathaway's character gets sent to find the unpublished manuscript of the 7th Harry Potter book. LOL! Who wouldn't want to get their hands on that. The other best part was when I sat there drooling over the shoe closet...mmmm Shoes. Pretty, pretty shoes. ::wipes at drool:: where was I? Oh, right, the shoes and clothes closet at the magazine. The stuff dreams are made of. Which then prompted my dad, who knows that I've started saving up to by a pair of either Jimmy Choo's or Manolo Blahnik's, to offer to by me a pair for Christmas.
::notices time:: crap, I'm late!
The bad news is that the rain that cooled us off is...well the yellow and green blob on radar is *huge* and I going to be plenty wet by time I actually make it to work this morning. Nothing I love better then sitting in damp clothes in ice cold air conditioning.
On the up side its Thursday! Woo! One more day till the weekend.
I'll be heading to my mom's for the weekend as she's making me birthday barbecue.
Dad was up last Saturday. Went to Borders and got books, the saw Devil Wears Prada and had dinner. Movie was good - loved the part where Anne Hathaway's character gets sent to find the unpublished manuscript of the 7th Harry Potter book. LOL! Who wouldn't want to get their hands on that. The other best part was when I sat there drooling over the shoe closet...mmmm Shoes. Pretty, pretty shoes. ::wipes at drool:: where was I? Oh, right, the shoes and clothes closet at the magazine. The stuff dreams are made of. Which then prompted my dad, who knows that I've started saving up to by a pair of either Jimmy Choo's or Manolo Blahnik's, to offer to by me a pair for Christmas.
::notices time:: crap, I'm late!