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Today is shaping up to be the Day of Many Meetings. Including a KentLingua resume workshop, at which I know that they aren't going to actually pin my resume up on the wall and point and laugh at it, but for some reason that's what I'm afraid of. Of all the things to be afraid of, I have no idea why that one came up. The workshop is sandwiched in between a meeting with my advisor and the project management meeting. (Please, let it not be four hours long again...)

I left the bedroom window open last night. After the rash of break-ins last summer, I always shut the living room window when I go to bed, but anybody coming in the bedroom window would fall over the end of the bed. If that didn't wake me up, nothing would. Anyway, it was nice to be able to leave the window open all night and not be freezing in the morning.

I have to remember to make copies of several different things this week.

I want to clear all the project management e-mail out of my gmail account, because that accounts for about half of the entire contents of my inbox. Unfortunately if I do that, I just know I'm going to wind up deleting something important.

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There's a Bill Cosby routine in which he says that the reason he has five children is because he does not have six.

The reason the project management meeting was not four and a half hours long is because it was four hours and fifteen minutes long. Fortunately the day had arranged itself so that I had time to go get a bagel beforehand.

Fortunately I came home and found a package from whuffle waiting for me, so now I have good decaf and fruit leather and a silly clock from lorac.

Now it is time for dinner and slowing down of brain.