f you're someone who rides your bike for errands or touring, it's totally worth the $$.

I lust after one, but don't have the bucks right now. I hope when I get a real job I can invest. I also envy tommyrot's Dutch bike.

So this was the plan for the day: market, go to pool, swim a mile & 3/4, head straight to Target and TJs right after, head home and clean up and head over to Hampdenfest for an hour or so to hear my neighbor's boyfriend's band play, then come home and clean the house.

What happened: market, hung out on porch with neighbors, swam 2 miles and change, headed straight to Target and TJs right after, come home, clean up and went to Hampdenfest. FOUR HOURS LATER, I've met up with neighbor and her friends, seen a couple band plays and the Beardymore contest, had a couple drinks, gone out to dinner with them, warded off an attempt at matchmaking, got a sunburn and declined an invite to a party tonight. The neighbor boyfriend is a ringer for Stanley Tucci. And other friend's boyfriend bears a strong resemblance to Kyle Maclachlan. Which was kinda funny. Walking down the street in Hampden with Tucci-clone is a lot like walking with lisah. He knows freakin' everybody. Came home and cleaned the upstairs. And now I'm here.

Clearly, didn't follow the plan, but certainly works for me.

And I have a numb spot on the tip of my tongue and I have no idea how that happened.

I went and bought fabric for curtains in 2 rooms. Not sure if I bought enough though.

I watched the Federer v. Djokovic match while cleaning all the things, filing paperwork, and decluttering my bedroom. I even dusted everything, and I'm allergic to dust! Then I made chicken vindaloo and started watching Hoarders on Netflix Instant Watch.

Now I'm cleaning all the things again.

God, I so need to dust. Windows open for the past couple of weeks have made it baaaad.

To be fair, I only dusted everything in my bedroom, not the entire apartment. Although that needs to be done, too.

quester, I found mine used on Craig's List. It's true that I was trolling through the waters obsessively but I did find one.

Goddammit. I'm convinced Wells Fargo is gaming me on the credit card, which is supposedly illegal now. I keep that thing paid down pretty regularly but it will always catch me on the one day I don't check and make that the day it's due.

I am babysitting my friend's darling little boy. He is so cheerful and is repeating everything and then giggling. Now he is all crashed out on the couch.

Why turn down the matchmaking sara? They're cool folks, they may know cool dudes!

I spent several hours gardening. Or rather, pulling up the evil morning glory that is attempting to kill all the other plans in my side yard. I now have a HUGE amount of yard waste that will not fit in my yard waste bin. Sigh. No idea what to do with it--can't leave it in the yard!