Monday, January 29, 2007

Tonight I'm a blowout not a hero.

I planned to come home, go to the gym, go shopping, come home, write 6 kinds of good.

Instead I came home, had a nap, shopped, came home, watched Battlestar Gallactica, drank a glass of wine.

You have to accept that every now and then you'll let down your own expectations. In fact expect to let them down - then anything else is victory.


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