Today I'm having lunch with someone from the back office of one of our managers; she is taking me to a nearby French restaurant and I cannot wait. Would it be very poor form to skip the entree and go right for the creme brulee, do you think? Or the tarte tatin? Mmmmmmmmm.

After work I am going to the gym, and then to dinner and a cabaret with Gemini. Again, I cannot wait.

But, ew, the cramps today. Ow. And the brutal, brutal cold--eight degrees? In March? This is wrong, all wrong. I need ibuprofen now.

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