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It’s not that we started jogging, though that’s a big part of it.

We = Mary and I, not L and I. Mary told me a story about how one of her friends started jogging in the middle of January and that it inspired her to jog for many years to come. She asked me if I wanted to go jogging and I said sure. Afterwards she told me that her friend told her that starting in the middle January was the stupidest thing she could have done.

I concur.

I stayed home with Tommy today. We hung out at home and watched a week’s worth of Adult Swim in an afternoon while I finished installing my laptop. I delivered a sort of crash course in CVS to the Software Engineering class early this morning. I think it consisted of more crash than course, but we’ll see. The class I actually teach on a regular basis is going pretty well.

Valkyrie shot the POTION!
We got Midway Arcade Treasures for the Xbox. Yes, we play Tapper and Gauntlet on the Xbox. It’s no Clone Wars, but the AI is better.

Usually when I read a book, everything starts out fine, but by day 3 things degrade pretty quickly. Like it’s a sand burr riding along the underside of some bookless bantha in the hopes of populating a new burr-less prairie, I carry it around hoping to read it and evnetually its 2 years later and I still haven’t finished it. Not so with Prey. I finished it last night.

Opera in two weeks.