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I am struck by a sort of beautiful, happy meloncholy.

It really wasn't a great day at work, it was slow, and I was bored. I had a headache most of the day. And it was nice outside, I really didn't want to be in the lab. Lunch was greasy.

But I was happy. Maybe content is a better word, but it was better than just content.

Then I get out of work, roll down the windows, pull back the sunroof, and stomp on the Jetta. It sounds so good. It's sundown, and I'm blowing by traffic. Radio is broken, but it's kinda nice to just zone, and smile at the wind.

Tonight: Burlesque!. Tomarrow: Venice. Saturday: Jet City Take Off. Sunday: To be determined.

I need to find my ipod. It ran away, and I'm not sure where it went. I'm almost happy, because it might be an excuse to buy a nano if I can't find it.

I need to take more pictures. My camera is getting lonely.