Things are good here.
...oh, you expected more detail? okay. Right now I'm watching someone make brownies, shirtless. He knows I'm watching, so he's pausing to flex from time to time. It's a good sight.
Earlier today I was laughing so hard I was crying at silly stories my new boss was telling. She plus her grad student plus me make a coven. The boys in the lab are a little bit overawed.
The harbour is glassy as we get closer to sunset. The adorkable little "water taxis" are making their adorkable little way back and forth across False Creek.
At lunch I went for a walk in the woods and stuffed myself on blackberries and thimbleberries. The brambleberries aren't quite ready yet, which is good: they'll come along right after I've eaten all the blackberries.
My dissertation defence has been firmly scheduled and my committee all have copies of my dissertation.
The cats that live at the place where I'm staying like to sit on my lap.
The experiment has finally started working, AND I don't have any more night shifts.
Next weekend I might be going paragliding (parasailing? whatever). After all this experimenting I deserve a weekend off.
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Hey, sounds like life's as good for you as it is for us. Yay!
I've switched to trying to keep my blogger blog updated rather than working through Bebo. It's at momles.blogger.com, as you know.
Flexing muscles... Hmmm... Maybe your life's too good!
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