Nothing major to report. Met someone for drinks last night. Enjoyable conversation. That was nice. Kind of fun. I'd call it a pseudo-date.
W was quickly in and out yesterday to pick up the girls. Expected after she invited me to dinner on Sunday. No sweat from me. Starting to feel detachment decending upon me. A few weeks ago, her brisk attitude would have bothered me. Yesterday, eh, not so much.
Dance class tonight followed by either some reading or the Sopranos (I'm recently addicted to the show). Need to assemble items for my Heat Miser costume (and practice his dance moves for the party).
Maybe OT zapped me with her detachment ray gun when I wasn't looking.
BD
My latest
Me: 36 W: 35 2 D: 9 and 5 T: 16 years M: 12 10/4/06: Bomb 10/5/06: Ended A 4/22/07: ILYBNILWY
