Jan. 12th, 2007

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Sleepy. Not sure why, but all of a sudden I am.

There's got to be a way to send a half-inch-thick document to California on a Friday that doesn't involve an attempted delivery on Saturday. (Or, in this case, on Monday, because the place I'm sending it to is probably closed on Monday. We're closed on Monday too, or I'd send it then.) The problem is, it's for a meeting on Wednesday, so it should really get there before Tuesday. The easy solution would have been to send it yesterday, but that wasn't going to happen.

Apparently my subconscious has been chewing on the idea of moving. I haven't been looking seriously at apartment listings lately, because nobody's going to post apartments for September before New Year's (and most of them don't post until March at the earliest). This morning I looked at Craigslist for the hell of it and found a possible place in Arlington. I considered it for long enough to send email about it. I really don't want to live in Roxbury for any longer than I have to, any more.

I wish I hadn't remembered there's an outpost of Finale in Coolidge Corner. Now I want peach ice cream, because they had something with peach ice cream in it on the menu, and (silly me) I read the menu the other day. Unfortunately it's the wrong season to get really good peach ice cream anywhere else.

Drat. Now I REALLY want ice cream.
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