Play by play for my stalker(s). You know who you are.

• Woke up.
• Read an e-mail I'd been expecting for a few days.
• Checked in with my regular IM chat peanut gallery.
• Replied to earlier e-mail.
• Chatted online.
• Ate microwaved insta-brunch.
• Went to the supermarket, got coding power food and ingredients for the quiche recipe in hopes of preparing it this evening.
• Started picking everything up off the floor of my office.
• Consumed cookies, Mountain Dew and blueberries while chatting online.
• Edited photos, tinkered with Epistolary and G2 code, wrote in General Design.
• Played with the kitten.
• Chatted with Emily on Facebook, shocked the hell out of her with an offhand comment (we haven't talked in over six months, but I forgot that fact).
• Made dinner plans for the two evenings on my schedule this week that were not already filled.
• Called my parents.
• Fifteen reps of 50 lbs bench press.
• Picked the last item off the floor of the office.
• Set Roomba running in office.
• Watched The Simpsons where Bart actually has a cow. Roomba finishes.
• Totally failed to make quiche due to lack of energy. Microwaved dinner.
• Definitely more chatting here.
• Set up Kittehcam to film kitten sleeping on the couch being adorable.
• Made and ate peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
• Packed things for work tomorrow.
• Turned off Kittehcam.
• Evening weigh-in: 122.5 lbs.
• Brushed teeth, went to bed.
• Typed this blog entry.
• Slept.

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