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What a boring day off. Grey skies. No phone calls from boys. No swimming. Re-runs of re-runs of Project Runway. A bit of Home Movies and Alan Partridge did cheer me up. Now my biggest decision is what movie I am going to watch tonight. And, how do I cope with him not calling me back? Tomorrow will be better: picking up paycheck, picking my friend up from the airport, getting 100 bucks for house-sitting, and then getting drunk (hopefully) at a great (expectantly) concert. I love when I have something to do on Friday night.