Lalalalalalalalala...What's the Name of That Song?

TueNYTX: 5:30, TueLATX: 5:30.

I did manage to make it to Gosford Park and to the Puzzle chat, although I didn't have time to get any confirmations. I did see how others were doing, though, and I appear to be making good progress.

Laundry now. Maybe some reading as I watch Tesh's Sesame Street tape (quality control only, of course). Veek expressed some concerns about not knowing enough Sesame Street duets, but we'll fix that soon enough.

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I wanted to go to bed an hour ago, but laundry has prevented that. I should have known better. After I got back from my walk, I forgot to set the dryer running again. But it should end shortly.

Since I was awake and drowsy, I sent a Match contact to the wheelchair girl (who, if she responds, is definitely getting a new pseudonym). She really does have a great profile, it kind of left me at a loss for words when drafting my response. Hopefully that comes across as "endearingly disarmed" and not "slackjawed."

I've weighed that options, and barging into the Parish Center to ask T. out would, I believe, be less embarrassing that trying to enlist mother's help. Maybe veek can get me tipsy on Thursday morning and push my toward the church. Or maybe I could wait until Sunday, if I didn't fear veek kicking my fundament for procrastination.

Going to lie down now, while my pants lose their moistness.