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We were supposed to go salsa dancing last night... but Wesley sounded like he was on his death bed so... he slept and I went to the Porterhouse and had dinner and wine with Dan, the Phillies, Palin, and Biden.  I would've rather been dancing (no offense to Dan).  I thought about inviting Zach to tag along and watch me wallow, but when I expressed this idea to Dan, I hadn't fully finished saying it out loud before Dan shook his head and said, "not a good idea."  

So I chatted with Dan, watched the Phillies (win), and developed a headache during the debate.  My initial dislike for Palin was strengthened when she began talking about homosexuals with a disgusted look on her face and could only relate problems to those she'd experienced in Alaska (in her less than two years as governer).  Blech.  And as 'green' at people seem to think Obama is, Biden knows what he's talking about.  I think.  

I did a 16 hour shift at the Goose Monday into Tuesday.  Not doing that again. 

Hanging with Jeff tonight.  Going to Dorney with Audrie, Seth, Andrew, Monique, Matt, Sam, Kyle and Mallory tomorrow night.  Dinner cruise at Nokamixon with Julie and her husband and Dan, his wife and their kids on Sunday.  Maybe.  Dan's son got chicken pox this week :(

A tiny rant:

    Whhhhhhhhhy do people need to text me to tell me they've emailed me?  The email is there... waiting.  There is no need to text me telling me that there is an email there... waiting.  I'll get to it.  I promise.  If it's that urgent that you need to text me to tell me that you've emailed me, just text or call to begin with.  Yikes kids.

It's Friday.  Thank goodness.