This is a song for losers

E-word,

Yet another day in paradise, as my fellow early-rising office mate said this morning. We make fun, but what else are we going to do? Can't go fishin' every day, I don't think.

Had a pretty great weekend with El. She came Thursday night because she wanted to spend Friday getting the house ready for my father, who was planning to have brunch at our house on Saturday. I have to tell you that having just that one extra day a week makes a world of difference.

Despite the niceness of this past weekend, I'm going through some El withdrawal pains. I know I wouldn't be with her now regardless, but knowing that she's a couple of hundred miles away does not make me less uneasy.

Anyway, I'll have more later. This is the start of an achingly long day. I can't wait for this semester to end.

Toe