It’s a beautiful weekend in Seattle. All sunny. Supposed to get up to 88 degrees. I woke up at 7 and went to the neighborhood coffee shop. $1 coffee rules with free refills rules. I’m finishing up some consulting work here with the laptop in the sun outside on a chair in the sun. It’s very nice. I might go inside and sit on the couch, my butt’s getting sore.
In about two hours, I’ll walk home, then go to the gym. Then I’ll stop by the friendly neighborhood pool to get a little bit of sun on my pasty skin and check out all the hot babes. I know there’s one hot babe there, at least.
Then… I’ll probably go to REI and check out some camping gear. I’d like to get one of those backpacking backpacks. An example usage of it: I’d like to fly down to Vegas, spend a couple nights there, then go to the Grand Canyon and camp down by the river for a night or so. I’d like luggage that would be suitable for both those trips.
After that, back to the pool for dinner and another swim. And then the house needs cleaning. It’s a “mess”, as Jessa puts it. I prefer to say “stuff needs to be put away”. Each to their own.
The cat threw up a few times yesterday. :-( Poor kitty. I guess I gave her too much steak. She really likes steak, but I shouldn’t give her very much. Her kitty tummy is tiny!
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