I hiked the Margala Hills yesterday with Angel, proven herewith:
Supposedly Islamabad is in the distance below, but it's still garbage burning season, so there is a bit of a haze.
Hit the office for a few hours. Abused the treadmill for 6k (personal best 25:45, by the way). Then came home and watched blog visitors accumulate.
Now that I'm public and learning how to use all the gadgets, I'm feeling very competitive about my blog. I want to have lots of readers. So the movie review was down about 33% against the new suit entry. That may say something about the topic or the day of the week.
Give me some comments on what, since I can't really write about my kids as I would prefer, would be interesting. I can give details of Islamabad but I don't really want to go too much into things I know specifically because of my job rather than just by virtue of being here and reading some books and stuff.
I don't work with anything classified, I just feel weird about it.
Sundays are typically low-key. Church in the morning; two hours instead of three (Mormon readers will appreciate, and be jealous). Singing hymns with five guys around a coffee table is an adventure in tonal mathematics.
Then I busted out some religious writing and a letter to Katie before watching lousy television. I get the middle-of-the-night stuff during the day. Justice with Jeanine. Really? Am I watching this? I suppose I am.
Hit the office for a few hours. Abused the treadmill for 6k (personal best 25:45, by the way). Then came home and watched blog visitors accumulate.
Now that I'm public and learning how to use all the gadgets, I'm feeling very competitive about my blog. I want to have lots of readers. So the movie review was down about 33% against the new suit entry. That may say something about the topic or the day of the week.
I don't work with anything classified, I just feel weird about it.
Sundays are typically low-key. Church in the morning; two hours instead of three (Mormon readers will appreciate, and be jealous). Singing hymns with five guys around a coffee table is an adventure in tonal mathematics.
Then I busted out some religious writing and a letter to Katie before watching lousy television. I get the middle-of-the-night stuff during the day. Justice with Jeanine. Really? Am I watching this? I suppose I am.
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