Books aren't lame.

Well, I have to pay for them and they aren't light and fun books. so that might be lame.

Things like, Constructing Fear and The Culture of Crime. or the Aenid and The Divine Comedy.

You know. Light reading.

Ooh, speaking of light reading, I bought that Finishing school for boys book you were talking about. I think I shall read it this weekend.

Very light reading! Weird and funny.

I just looked at my meeting's agenda. The first hour is all social crap I could have skipped . Which means I could have woken up an hour later.

DOH!

I am continually amazed at you west coasters who always seem to be awake at ungodly hours. Do you never sleep?

I am back from the farmers market, which is probably at the start of peak season. There so much fresh and yummy stuff there, and the problem is that I am only one person, I can only eat so much. Also, I'm not inclined ot cook everyday, so I have to be realistic about how much I plan to buy and consume.

I just looked at my meeting's agenda. The first hour is all social crap I could have skipped . Which means I could have woken up an hour later.

Oops.

I need to either admit I am awake and go have coffee and cereal or go back to sleep.

It's quite the dilemma, I tell you.

My apartment is filthy, I need to clean, but I'm sitting around asking myself, "Where's my motivation? Where's my motivation?"

And then I realized I hadn't made tea yet.

Oooo. Tea .

No tea in the world makes me want to clean.

I'm still cursing never having had a teen girl body. You'd think, what with people who were born when I entered my teens now on the cusp of leaving theirs, that I'd be over it by now, but I have a flash of resentment every time I walk through juniors.

Word word WORD word word.

We just got back from the Temple of Poseidon at Sounio ( [link] ) with our guests. It was really cool, although we did not see Byron's name that he carved into the temple marble. As we were looking at the graffiti, an older guy and his toyboy walked past, and the toyboy was asking "Did he write love poetry? Or all kinds of poetry?" The old guy (who was American) answered, "Oh, Byron was a hopeless romantic!" and Robert and I flinched.

Our friend, who is quite conservative, asked if we were flinching because the guys were clearly a couple. Robert explained "No, he called Byron 'hopeless.'"

ION, I am a full-on Crocs convert now. I wore mine today and they are light and flexible so my feet conformed to the eroded rock surfaces and I had much more sure footing than I've ever had. And while they were covered with red dirt after walking around, I just threw them in the tub and all clean! And comfy!

I went back to bed and slept for two hours. Does it count as a nap if you never took off your pajamas, but you did eat breakfast, or is it simply extended sleep?