The only good thing about this post is the pretty icon.

Because, otherwise, this is a post of woeful boredom.

Let's see:
**Not enough sleep. Check. Or Czech!
**Nothing to do. Check. And only 1 week post Olympics.
**Finally watched Star Trek reboot. Amazingly enough, even though the experience was underwhelming because of the widescreen (or is it letterbox) format and I couldn't blast the sound out, I managed to unconfuse myself on a couple of points. And I. Still. Cried at the beginning. Oh, well, at least my emotions are predictable. Check.
**Letter printed off for John. Check. With plans for later.
**Nap, nap, nap. NAP!!!!! Oh, yes, please. Er, check.
**Food. Somewhere, but not important. Check.
**Work. John came over for a couple of hours (sans chat) and we packed up more books. I'm still holding on to all of my Playbills, etc. (from Broadway shows, etc.). I want to at least list them on a spreadsheet for remembery. And then I'll toss them. Le sigh. And check.
**Pain. Notice I haven't mentioned pain in such a long while (because it seems to have become such an ingrained part of my days); but, today, from the book packing and standing unsupported in the library for just a couple of minutes = excruciating back pain. So, I've just taken a (mostly ineffectual) extra-strength Advil. Check.
**Frivolous. I wanted to watch The Forty Year Old Virgin tonight. Do you think I can find it? In the semi-dark? With my bad back? Well, I tried but didn't succeed. So I'll look for it tomorrow after church.

And that's a wrap. Mostly boring. Check.
And goodnight, all.

The only good thing about this post is the pretty icon.

Because, otherwise, this is a post of woeful boredom.

Let's see:
**Not enough sleep. Check. Or Czech!
**Nothing to do. Check. And only 1 week post Olympics.
**Finally watched Star Trek reboot. Amazingly enough, even though the experience was underwhelming because of the widescreen (or is it letterbox) format and I couldn't blast the sound out, I managed to unconfuse myself on a couple of points. And I. Still. Cried at the beginning. Oh, well, at least my emotions are predictable. Check.
**Letter printed off for John. Check. With plans for later.
**Nap, nap, nap. NAP!!!!! Oh, yes, please. Er, check.
**Food. Somewhere, but not important. Check.
**Work. John came over for a couple of hours (sans chat) and we packed up more books. I'm still holding on to all of my Playbills, etc. (from Broadway shows, etc.). I want to at least list them on a spreadsheet for remembery. And then I'll toss them. Le sigh. And check.
**Pain. Notice I haven't mentioned pain in such a long while (because it seems to have become such an ingrained part of my days); but, today, from the book packing and standing unsupported in the library for just a couple of minutes = excruciating back pain. So, I've just taken a (mostly ineffectual) extra-strength Advil. Check.
**Frivolous. I wanted to watch The Forty Year Old Virgin tonight. Do you think I can find it? In the semi-dark? With my bad back? Well, I tried but didn't succeed. So I'll look for it tomorrow after church.

And that's a wrap. Mostly boring. Check.
And goodnight, all.