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The weather is gorgeous, and it pains me to be inside all day.

After a crazy work week, I headed to see my boyfriend, and we ate sushi on Friday night. On Saturday morning, we headed across the lake to do some cleaning at his house for the Jazz Fest renters. We cleaned our hearts out for a little while and went to eat lunch at Fellini's, sitting outside. Their spicy tomato paste on pita bread is probably one of my favorite things to eat in life, I've decided. We cleaned some more and he embarked on the adventure of replacing his kitchen light fixture, damaged when his ceiling was felled by Katrina, with the assistance of his next-door neighbor. We got take-out for dinner (he had grilled pork over noodles, I had tofu and vegetables over rice), stopped for gelato (he had white chocolate almond on a cake cone, I had strawberry and chocolate hazelnut in a cup), and headed out to see Shelley and her new fiance. We posed for a picture and pretended not to be old.

The next morning, we did some more cleaning and had some lunch (he had a cheeseburger, I had a caesar salad with grilled shrimp and fries), and I headed home. I had dinner with an old friend (she had sweet and sour chicken, I had shrimp lo mein) and got to spend a little time with my godson as they're visiting from Italy.

Tonight was boiled crawfish with Shelley and Maryelizabeth and their broods, along with garlic bread and corn on the cob and red potatoes and pineapple broiled in brown sugar and rum for dessert, which excited me very much. I haven't been to my crazy exercise class in two weeks, and I can't wait to go back soon. Last night I had a new version of the same anxiety dream I have on a pretty regular basis, the dream in which I haven't shown up all semester for classes required for graduation from high school or college. Last night the guidance counselor trying to help me sort through my academic freak-out was Craig Ferguson. And I guess that's about it for now.

Except that I have no idea why this entire blog is now gray or why my bullets are no longer cute and no longer match up with the text beside them. I guess something got screwed up in the template some mysterious way, and I'll be damned if I know how to fix it.