So letís look at all the good things going on in my life over the past few days:
I ran 18.6 miles on Saturday morning! Iím actually excited about running the marathon! Or, that fucking marathon, as Iíve taken to calling it. I saw a rockabilly show at Ginnyís Little Longhorn with John! I ate my favorite pineapple, onion, and green pepper Papa Johnís pizza with Rob! I unintentionally slept through Jenniferís karaoke birthday party (sparing me the anguish of worrying whether someone would pull me up onto stage and thrust a microphone into my hand)! I played kickball, and scored the winning run (although later it was determined that John got me out microseconds before I hit home base)! I ate ice cream with Caroline! I went to book club! I saw The Awful Truth, in the theater! I applied for a new job! Wait, I already told you that.