Writing: I started out with 22 notecards. I cleared four. This morning I have 21 cards left. That’s what hours of talking with Eric about a book gets me.
Food: Oatmeal, french bread pizza, *cough*chocolate*cough*, turkey TV dinner with cranberry vodka drink, half a roll with some provolone.
Fun: Bit of this, bit of that. Two of the first three movies in my queue arrived from Netflix. We watched Episode III during dinner so now Eric has seen it too. There were was much talking to the screen and we’ve both decided that Mr. Lucas has been ruined by being able to do whatever he wants.
So, to sum up: 21 cards. The apartment is still a mess. Filing and bill-paying still needs to be done. I should go to Target after disc, and shave my legs before disc.