Rushed
Yesterday N- and I went right from work to going out. I walked to his building because we were going to leave right at 5, but he didn't come out until 5:30. We were supposed to see a movie at 6:30 in Avon (about 45 minutes away) but wanted to get Bailey a new kennel first. So we rushed to the pet store and then rushed to the movie theater, and made it by the second preview or so. We saw the Bourne Supremacy. It was pretty good. I liked how they changed the way they shot the scenes this time around so it was more "representative" of the action, and more about what was going on in his head. Hard to explain, but if you see it, you'll know. I also notice silly things, like how he must have been so cold in Russia because everyone else was wearing a hat.....
We ended up at Bonefish Grille for dinner around 9. I learned that you shouldn't ask for tuna medium rare unless you REALLY mean it. Came home and crashed. I should wait to go out until Saturdays when I'm not so exhausted, but today is the day I will devote to homework. And I really mean it this time. I have GOT to get some work done.
And since I know you've been waiting with baited breath, here are some more pictures of Oliver.
I also had a really strange dream last night, and I think it's post-traumatic stress from quitting my church job. My landlord came over, and he was inside my house when I came home. Something in our house really upset him, and he was crying and saying, "I thought you guys were Christians." And then he had invited some kind of church youth group over, and they all had tracts and Bibles they were trying to give us. It was strange. I can't picture my landlord crying, but whatever. There were holes in my yard too, because I think he was planting flowers to replace the dead trees. That would have been nice.