and so this is Tuesday

My baby iPod spit out some good things on shuffle this morning.
This is a blessing of a week. Nothing due, only three shifts at work.

Yesterday, Jayme and I spent the afternoon and most of the night drinking mimosas and watching Amelie and Arrested Development. She is watching AD for her first time, and I was mouthing all of the lines along with the characters, which surprised her. The mimosas weren't strong enough to make us silly, but just sleepy all afternoon. These are the days when I feel so overprivileged.

I need to get back to the gym. I quit caring about muscles over Thanksgiving, and I was eating nonstop tacos all the other days of the weekend. But I'm starting Crossfit in 5 weeks, and I'm terrified.

As I was sitting on the bus today, I was wondering about all the dreams I can't remember when I wake up. Wondering about the content. If they are more dreams about Jeff Bridges. Wondering where the dreams go.