Thursday: Woke around 10. MB was out doing things (Third Life etc). Web, cats, shower. MB returned. Down basement, and some additional stuff, and drums.
In to work. Missed the guys, and went walking around looking for them. No luck. Picked up some printing supplies at Staples. Was going to eat some pizza, but a tiny voice said I should eat something else. Got a burrito. Back at the office, more work on internationalization. Menus are working. Strings are not. Mom gave me a call from the road. Headed home around 6:30. An old friend Lz was in the parking garage with Ls. Good to see her.
On the drive back home, I saw a bumper sticker "I'm Knot into Yoga." This seems to be a sentiment shared by many, as I had similar results this week. Fire the director of advertising. Mom was walking down the street with dog Max. We got her stuff settled in the house, and I showed her the new guitar. We took a walk around the block. Some family types in a big black car slowed, and the guy in the passenger's seat asked her how old her Bichon is. Headed to Third Life, set up did a sitting, packed up. Drove a long route around Somerville, and dropped off DVDs. Back home, and hello to mom. Ate a leftover soy-sausage sandwich and some chips. MB returned home. We looked at some art my mom had been working on for MB. Also photos of MB's parent's trip to Hawaii. Mom told us her itinerary, which includes a long drive up through Maine, and then to New Hampshire on Monday (she'll swing back through Somerville Monday night.) Mom went to bed. Email. Hanging out with MB. Now, a little more guitar, then down basement.
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