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I can't sleep. Oh, I wish I could... but I can't.
So here I am blogging instead.
I worked very early this morning and even though I didn't drink any caffeine I am not tired. Which will probably last right up until I get to church and plop down in the pew. Then I'll be exhausted and fall asleep during the sermon. I predict.
So, work has been okay lately except for one little thing. Today my favorite friend from work is leaving our store to work at Sylvan. It's a good thing for her because she got a well-deserved promotion. But it's a bad thing for me 'cause she has kinda been my mentor/buddy for the whole time I've been there. I'm sure I will get to see her plenty, but our store really won't be the same without her there, and that is sad. :(
Hmm. What else...?
There is really nothing going on in my life right now. Matt and I went to look for apartments the other day. For us and our coming baby, Pansy Tarragon Owen/Hartzell to "live in sin" in together until we can make it legit. Haha, just kidding. Man I'm hilarious. It's for him and Nate. They might possibly/probably be living together soon (hopefully I'm not spilling the beans on that one, we told the SW Hills Community Group so I think the cat's pretty much out of the bag already). Anyway, that was a kind of fun and interesting experience...
Oh yeah, we watched The Constant Gardener yesterday. It was pretty okay. Kind of predictable, and the camerawork sometimes made me nauseous, but the acting was alright and it captured my attention for the most part. So it was alright. I think I recommend it.
Ashby, did you go to the theater and see Evening yet?