I think they were in the Canton neighborhood?

South of me on the waterfront. Huge gentrification area many years in. I wonder if it was the same program who my realtor suggested me to but I demurred a year ago? (No desire to be on reality tv...) It was something about the homebuying experience, and she was all "you are the perfect person for this. You had a crazy amazing fit and process. " This, while I was in Bhutan. It was surreal.

There's a SportsNight book?

No, it's a fic. Long AU slash, nice and teasy and then smutty. Thumbs up, A--, would read again.

Do you have an answering machine, Sue?

No, I used telco provided voicemail.

I could keep schedulling shows on the TiVo online and see if they come back as received on the TiVo.

That sounds like a good idea. Very clever.

Oh lord, that just triggered a dream I had this morning: I was trying to get to the market, but I was living in my old place. I managed it somehow and walked back along Coldspring and Wabash. It occurs to me that other than during the big presidents' day storm many years ago, I never walked around my old neighborhood and now do it all the time. Anyway, the walk was stressful, and clearly I was close enough to wakefulness to alleviate that: as I approached the apartments, there was some sort of flea market going on, including postcards and petitions supporting local candidates. I demurred, saying I was moving in months. I was so happy to wake up in my house!

Freaky.

Ahhh, just got back from a great weekend of swimming and hiking at Lake Pickwick. Nothing exciting happened, but it was a great relaxing trip.

Sadly it did not live up to my eye candy expectations for a marina-heavy lake resort (based on a combo of original recommendation of the place by Sexy Bartender Friend and my recent viewing of Piranha 3-D) though. I was the hottest shirtless guy at the beach, and the resort was hosting a class of 1955 reunion. Oh well, at least septuagenarians and I share an appreciation for quiet relaxation and courteous greetings.

My quest for great tasting mint tea like Moroccan restaurants on the coasts serve is now complete: the Jewish grocery in Memphis had Royal brand peppermint tea, which I am now sipping contentedly.

ita, have I mentioned that I think you should put together a list of fic for me to read during the next few months?

Cuz I do.

There was a commercial for something called Universal Technical Institute on just now. They were advertising themselves as UTI. Did no one tell them that's a urinary tract infection?!

Perkins, tell me what you've already read, and what you prefer, and I'll totally look out for you and sift my delicious.

God, I'm still hungry?

Crank 2 should calm that down, eh? At least the room's ready to be Roombaed.

Perkins, tell me what you've already read, and what you prefer, and I'll totally look out for you and sift my delicious.

I've read almost nothing current*. SPN or Sherlock or Sportsnight, or maybe inception if I manage to see it.

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