6.45am: get out of bed, wash face, browse the Reader
7.00am: help wake up Andy, taunt him about having to go to work today
7.15am: plug my iPod into the stereo; Andy says, “What is this, your Annoying Morning Music Mix?”
7.30am: make coffee
7.45am: drink coffee with the sweetie, eat Honey Nut Cheerios while he has the last 2 Pop Tarts
8.15am: buh-bye to Andy
8.20am: place Peapod order, check on my eBay, chat online, surf, yadda yadda
10.00am: go to gym
11.00am: shower & get dressed
11.30am: more surfing online
12.20pm: go to Osco (multivitamins, smoothie), Binnys (tequila, rum, creme de cassis, 2 bottles of wine)
2.00pm: get home, jump online, chat unenthusiastically
2.30pm: take nap
3.30pm: get up, have leftover Italian, half a p & j sandwich, watch some show on PBS
4.00pm: do some dishes, change lightbulb in hall, talk to Ben on phone
4.20pm: start writing in my blog, still not sure what the hell I will do with myself this evening while Andy goes to a birthday party, the honoree of which does not like me, and the gathering of people who will be there I tend to find a bit dull. Rent a DVD? (Old standby). Go out by myself? (Ooo, exotic, exciting). Why isn’t anyone else around?