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And now, to make up for 5 days worth of blissful reports, I will resume my usual stream of complaints:

I went to work today. Real life is starting to sink back in. I am starting to feel depressed again. Guilt at my indulgences of the past week (no, of the past six months, really, let's be honest, I never recovered from Christmas, I'm 5 pounds heavier than before I started Atkins 2.5 years ago, and I had lost 20 pounds on Atkins) is starting to sink back in. I'm sinking, siiiiiiiinking. And it's raining out. I got all wet walking home. And I'm almost done reading Tom Sawyer and I'm enjoying it so much; whatever will I read next to distract me? Does anyone have a copy of A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court they can lend me? I am really feeling the Mark Twain thing lately, (We missed getting to Tom Sawyer's Island yet again. Denied, denied, denied.)

And my sunburn hurts.

And now there's some stupid guy singing a song from Jersey Boys on tv and it's making my ears hurt.

The Drowsy Chaperone and Sweeney Todd seem to be winning a lot of Drama Desk awards, though, so there's that to be happy about, I guess.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:44 PM | shower me with attention