July 06, 2004


I predict tomorrow will be the most un-birthday birthday I've ever had. There's just too much else going on for a silly little thing like turning 32 to take up any of my time. Next year though, next year there will be a party.

I've hit that stage in the moving process where I am bone-tired and don't want to do one more single thing other than lie around until the movers get here on Saturday. Unfortunately, considering the state of my home office and the fact that I have to work a few more days first, that doesn't seem a likely possibility. So I will drag my whining, pitiful carcass off this chair and go tape a box shut. Or do a load of laundry. Or something.

(Or maybe watch a rerun of Law & Order. Shh.)

Posted by Lisa at July 6, 2004 06:43 PM
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