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I couldn't get to sleep last night, so I kept falling asleep at my desk.
I had to leave work early to pick up my prints for the upcoming show. They look great, except that one had some sort of digital glitch. I resent the file to print, but I'm not sure when I can get down there to pick them up. Or take them to the framer, for that matter. I might have to take a half day off work.
I stopped at a restaurant/brewery for supper. I got a burger with pulled pork on top. It was good, but... It was huge! A full half-pound burger with probably half a pound of pork on top, plus a fairly hefty bun. There was so much meat that the cheese and the BBQ sauce were overpowered. My stomach still feels full, four hours later. I should be going to bed soon, but I won't be able to fall asleep (again) because of all the food in me.
I picked up the whisky for Thursday's tasting.
When I got home, I discovered a juvenile mouse having trouble moving in the garage. I figured it had been trapped in there, so I scooped it up and put it outside. Later I realized that it may actually have been living in the garage. But it wasn't moving well, so either way it looked like it might not live.
By 9:00 I decided I'd better go for a walk, to try to burn off that food. Might have walked a brisk mile.
I had to leave work early to pick up my prints for the upcoming show. They look great, except that one had some sort of digital glitch. I resent the file to print, but I'm not sure when I can get down there to pick them up. Or take them to the framer, for that matter. I might have to take a half day off work.
I stopped at a restaurant/brewery for supper. I got a burger with pulled pork on top. It was good, but... It was huge! A full half-pound burger with probably half a pound of pork on top, plus a fairly hefty bun. There was so much meat that the cheese and the BBQ sauce were overpowered. My stomach still feels full, four hours later. I should be going to bed soon, but I won't be able to fall asleep (again) because of all the food in me.
I picked up the whisky for Thursday's tasting.
When I got home, I discovered a juvenile mouse having trouble moving in the garage. I figured it had been trapped in there, so I scooped it up and put it outside. Later I realized that it may actually have been living in the garage. But it wasn't moving well, so either way it looked like it might not live.
By 9:00 I decided I'd better go for a walk, to try to burn off that food. Might have walked a brisk mile.
