I realized I hadn't eaten dinner (officially), so I het up a bowl of Trader Joe's butternut squash soup, toasted a piece of cracked wheat sourdough, added some of Reija's salsa and my plain yogurt (to the soup), and ate. Slowly. Also, I grinded my own pepper to season it.
I checked my four active games of Scrabulous on Facebook. No one had moved. (Wait! Just checked during this writing, and Patti Z. has moved! "[Last play 4m ago.]" I'll be back.) *** FOUND for 21 points.
Oh, just saw a (1) come up next to my Gmail - Inbox tab. I'll check that. *** Just an email I was cc'ed on but with pertinent data. The LDS students have a convocation every fall at Stanford. They bring in a big name speaker, pair him with an undergrad student and a grad student, and have them all speak (sequentially, of course) from the gilded pulpit of the Memorial Church. The Institute Choir sings. Goodness, that's a beautiful building. This year, Elder Robert S. Wood is the big name speaker. This year, I am the grad student speaker. Topic: Abraham 1:2. I should begin to think about that, maybe I should start drafting my talk now?
No, no. This is procrastination enough. A blog entry. With an added picture. You know, to stave off the criticisms of being such an infrequent blogger (S: Did you read my new blog entry about rockstars? M: No, I don't check your blog anymore since you never post regularly). Point taken.
Um, um, um. I could/should read my scriptures. Maybe someone has called me? It has been thirty minutes since I last checked my phone. I should put these dishes away. Does it count if I click for breast cancer twice in one day? When does the day start over--EDT or PDT? Do they know where I am? Does it reset at midnight here? How does that work, if, in fact, it works at all?
It's 10:30 pm.
I should put these dishes away. Will do. First, I should edit this entry. You know, just reread it, to make sure it, you know, reads.
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3 comments:
OK, I just sent out 2 emails to various friends inviting them to convocation! The thought of your enriching sara-esque words prompted me to do this. Oh the joy! I can hardly wait til Tuesday. You are a dear, and I miss you.
And now I procrastinate by reading your blog. It's a vicious cycle.
This is one of the funnier things I've read in some time. Reminds me of an Ellen Degeneres stand-up (I know) where she decides to alphabetize her CDs for much the same reason you took so much care with your dinner. Also, "het." You wrote "het"--which made me think of when you wrote wooing and it made me miss you oh, so bad. Let's see eachother over the holidays.
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