plan was to leave work at 5, left at 7:30. Plan was to be in bed at 8, am starting to pack now.

I need to eat as my stomach is making noise at me, call a cab for 5am, leave things for the neighbor who is stopping in tomorrow.

um, oh yeah, and my wireless stopped working last night so I am stealing someone's right now.

Seriously? SERIOUSLY!?

That sucks, msbelle. Is this a work trip, or somewhere fun?

work. should be good weather though. San Diego.

Alright, ita! It's great when that stuff works out, isn't it?

And now for something totally shallow: Is The OC back with new eps tonight?

San Diego=cool. Can you go to the zoo?

no zoo, only night is free and that will most likely be spent catching up on emails and work.

The O.C. is indeed back tonight.

no zoo,

Ah well.

Sarameg, I've got helicopters too. I think something might have happened in my neighborhood.

I wore orthotics in my loafers today because my plantar fasciitis has been giving me trouble. Bad idea. By the time I left the office at 1:30 for my hair appointment, I was hobbling. I'm now crashed on the couch armed with laptop, wine, and ibuprofen, and feeling guilty about whining about my feet to my hair colorist, who has had plantar problems for years, what with the on her feet all day.

Strega gets Will Scarlett over my dead body. I've even got a Will icon on my LJ. I even wrote a Mary Sue story about my lurve for marvelous broken intense Will. One of these days I'll watch King Arthur so I can see Ray as Bors.

oww, Consuela. I hope you feel better soon.

I just ordered salad and pasta online from a nearby restaurant. Why do they insist on calling to confirm the order. If I wanted to talk to someone, I would have just called.