A picture from lego night:




Nick says I look like a "bad ass" in the picture. That makes me laugh.



Here's Jen's trip report from Longs Peak. I swear, I am going to buy myself a domain and post the Peru pictures and write a good trip report from Peru and convince Sarah to redesign my blog SOON. Promise promise.



I am dragging this morning.

I dragged my ass out of bed to go running. Then I dragged myself to work (I was hoping to get in by 7:30, but didn't get in until 8, sigh). Then there was a freak rain shower and I had my roof down, so I had to dragged it up in a gas station. (Ok, so I should've seen it coming, it was beautiful in League City, but by the time I crossed the Kemah Bridge, the road was wet and the clouds were looking less fluffy and more ominous). Now I'm dragging my feet about getting started for the day -- I waste so much time when I don't have much to do. And I don't have much to do.

I had weird dreams last night, but I can't remember most of them. I did have the re-occuring traveling mass-transit chaos dream that I get once a week or so and the being sent to jail for a crime I may have committed dream that I get once a month. I think I dreamt a lot.

Even Apache was dragging. I had to practically coax her outside this morning.

Today will be long. Leave for class after 3. After class, I'm going to the Galleria to shop for a dress to wear to Matt & Steph's wedding (I swear, even if I was the bride, I probably would've waited until the last minute...). Then maybe dinner at the Cheesecake Factory. Back home, sleep, repeat.

Looks like Hurricane Ivan will miss us (I know, no big surprise there). I am still concerned about how every forecast update shifts its path further west, though.

Did I really just get back from vacation? I feel like I need another one already.