Go the retail therapy.

[samvara]

Friday

Go the retail therapy. The restorative powers of shopping are well documented although I'm thinking it has more to do with the quality of the people you shop with. cricketk read out a list of 'top' books published by a local bookstore and now I keep seeing the ones I haven't read out of the corner of my eye - this process is facilitated by lurking in bookstores of course; I'm not seeing them on bus stops - more's the pity.

Wallowed in the company of good people and stayed up way too late making periodic hot chocolate for terribly cute people installed in couch, (optional extra feature but unlike Microsoft you choose to install them).

Saturday

Go the retail therapy.

Sunday

Walked woofer and accidentally ended up on the route of a duathlon (sp?) biathlon? thingy, was glacially slow and failed to connect people bounding and cycling past in tiny lycra outfits with sporting event til I met some women handing out plastic cups of water - they desperately needed some lead weights on account of high winds.

Had a brief "I want to do that too!" moment before remembering how I actually feel about running.

Go the retail therapy.

Dinner with mother and various friends including Chrissie who has never forgiven me for asking "Why are you so fat?" when we first met. I would like to point out that I was eight and even if it was a drastic failure of courtesy the finger of outrage should be pointed at my mother, who as my guide in all things sociable could have trained me better and hey it's been 22 years right?

.. right?

Mother supportively asked me how I was, and in the belief that she has to love me anyway what the whole firstborn daughter thingy, I told her.