The pooches and I brought greek food to my sister last night and we hung out at her place and watched Scrubs, ER and Paycheck.
I was profoundly disappointed to discover that it was Friday this morning. My brain is already on weekend mode.
I have developed an addiction to Starbucks. On the one hand, I'm not drinking diet coke anymore. On the other, I can now order using the word "venti" with a straight face. I feel something's wrong with this.
I think I'll be working on my thesis this weekend. Or the fishpond.
Rottentomatoes.com is good for me and bad for me. It helps me figure out which movies I wanna see, but it also crushes hope. More movies seem to get splats than freshes. A splat will not, though, keep me from seeing some movies.
I keep vowing to go back to the gym/workouts, but I can't bring myself to do it.
Our peer review came back and it wasn't as bad as we thought it was going to be. Nothing was in there that we didn't already know.