Nov. 18th, 2009

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1. Sure enough, an hour or so after ranting I felt better. The day still counts as ruined, but at least the rest of it was just a low-grade bad mood rather than the hair-trigger upset while the sting was still fresh.

2. Do you ever find yourself waking up and thinking, "Huh, I don't believe I've heard an alarm this morning"? Me, too. Thank goodness this morning that happened at 7am instead of at, say, 9:30. :-)

3. Half an hour on the elliptical with an episode of Sarah Jane Adventures. At this rate I'll be caught up in just a couple of weeks. Hope the queasiness I felt when I stepped off the thing was dehydration ([stern look at self]) and not oncoming something else. Thanksgiving is not the time to be ill, please.

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