Day 111
I started a creative writing class through Ann Arbor Rec and Ed this week. This was our in-class writing assignment. I didn't manage to get any of the rest of the writing throughout the week done.
Day 16
Two Days of misses, oops. Still within my tolerance levels. Wednesday was a rough day at work, which neccesitated watching the LOST season finale in preparation for the premier next week. Thursday was just busy. - - - - - - - - Last night it was oatmeal. Oatmeal! Oatmeal should never even be considered as an option for dinner! Sure, you could throw it into something, but just a steaming bowl of oatmeal? He must have been scraping the bottom of his culinary barrel, and quite a shallow barrel at that. Judith should have known better after the attempt at "gussying up" some ramen the night before. She'd agreed in principle to the "Let's reverse our roles for a few days" idea of his, but that was before she'd fully understood the length and the breadth of his kitchen skills. She was starting to reconsider, but for now, she'd just leave a few hints here and there, and see where things went after that. And by a few hints here and there, she mean...
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