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I went shopping yesterday. I thought I was going to look for shoes and pants, and I did get shoes, but I just didn't have any interest in trying on pants once I got to the mall. I did, however, try on some skirts and dresses. I ended up taking home a pair of little brown flats with a black flower outlined on the toe; a brown linen below-the-knee librarian skirt; a floaty orange-pink-cream-brown skirt; and a blue-green print knit sleeveless dress. The dress also came in a different print that I also really liked, and I'm debating whether to go back tonight and get that one too.

Now I just need some new sandals, and I'll be all set for summer. Pants can wait.

Last Tuesday, D. found out that he was getting a (super cool) summer job in Seattle, to start the following Monday. So, uh, that was fast. We got him all packed up, and he flew out on Saturday. And now I miss him. But he's going to have a fantastic time, working on interesting and intellectually challenging stuff; and as a bonus he'll be making much better money than he would working as a part-time sailing instructor here, which was the alternate plan.

Tonight I stayed late at work to upgrade some software that's been in need of upgrading since the beginning of the year. Since my honey is in Seattle, I didn't have anything better to do with my evening anyway. I got home, fried up some fish that my dad gave me last weekend (mmm, walleye), and goofed around on the internet for the rest of the evening, looking up various pop-culture-y games like Mafia and 1KBWC.

I had PBS going in the background and watched the most of a program on Percy Julian (who was a scientist and a hero and an amazing man) then most of a program on the development of in vitro fertilization (amazing to realize how quickly that went from being unthinkable and impossible to being mainstream and routine).