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Friday, February 11, 2005

drive-thru dreams

i'm trying to wake up now that i've been called in to spot the weekend morning producer who is out sick. i want to go get something to eat before I go in but my stomach has the woken-up-in-the-middle-of-the-night-just-not-hungries. For me, today, falling asleep after 3:30 (after a ridiculous mini-shopping spree at Oop! (Thayer Street) and watching the last 90 minutes' worth of two episodes of Broadway on 'GBH 44 and calling like, seven Men I Know like a loser to "Just see how you're doing..." and so on.... (and having only one call me back) it's the middle of the night. I probably would have waken up of my own accord at like 11 pm tonight. Maybe when I get in the drive-thru lane I'll feel like eating something. Or I'll end up going and getting the biggest Caramel Swirl Iced Latte With Skim Milk and Sugar at D'n'D.

Dude, I need to do some major reordering on my Netflix Queue. I need some serious comedy this weekend and will probably have to (horrors!) RENT it to get it.

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