reading:
John Bowe (ed): Gig: Americans Talk About Their Jobs
Gail Simone: Birds of Prey
Sarah Vowell: Take the Cannoli
Howard Zinn: People's History of the U.S.
Mine was kinda great, on many levels. I mean, I didn't get much sleep, didn't go party hardy, didn't hook up with Luke Perry. But I did take a relaxing bubble bath, play softball, explore The Brewery Artwalk, eat the tuna at Phillippe's, see Shawn of the Dead, and finish the AIDS Walk in approximately two and a half hours (beating last year's time of approximately three and a half hours).
Plus, there were four episodes of Deep Space Nine, last week's Veronica Mars, last night's Desperate Housewives, and a little show called Farscape (about which I'm sure I'll have more to say after tonight).
Oh, and I wrote six pages of screenplay, reoutlined the rest of the second act, and got close to finishing a revised outline for another project.
Napped.
Added about six inches to the scarf I've been working on.
Balanced my checkbook and paid off the credit card.