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2002-06-29 11:59 PM And later... Well, let’s just say I woke him up, shall we? [g]
We discussed going to the Santa Ana Zoo, cleaning the garage, and other such things. In the end, it’s turned out to be Naked Day. Naked Day, for those of you who haven’t followed along very far, are semi-spontaneous days where we just don’t get dressed. There is romping, lounging, movie-watching, reading, or whatever else we want to do. Getting dressed to get the mail or go out for food does not violate Naked Day, although the dressee must disrobe upon returning. Ken’s currently going through his huge 6-month Box o’ Stuff. I’ve rearranged some of the shelves in the study (more can be done, but I’m not sure what yet), cleaned off my desk, made some lists, etc. I’ve also read some, without guilt. A nice, lazy, but still productive day so far. Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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