i have new shoes. now i can bounce, like tigger on his tail. sort of. my aerobics are low-impact.

my flat tire last tuesday was caused by not one, but two nails hitching a ride in it, presumably somewhere along the way to work. so said the tire-fixing folk.

which reminds me, i can't snark on the buffy since the flat tire caused me to miss it, but sadly, i can't say i minded one way or the other, despite it being the next to last buffy ever. reading the recaps has become more fun than the show. i may have said this already. (small sad sigh.)

copyright 2003 carrie lynn king.