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I’ve been sitting here for the past 17 minutes staring at the wall and trying to come up with a title for this post. I give up. I was considering giving up on the post altogether, but then I will have nothing else to do all afternoon, and this will be very bad and depressing. I’m bored with my gold sparkly cube letters (which currently say “Kira Gerasimon is”). I had all kinds of great ideas for what to put up there next, but all of my ideas require an ‘n’ and I seem to have misplaced mine, which is very annoying. So today I have decided to just be. It’s a very serene and zen-like thing to do, I think.

So Laszlo and I had a nice weekend by ourselves. We did some running and some eating and some lounging on the sofa watching television. And we also briefly considered making water balloons and throwing them out the upstairs window at the neighbors’ annoying children who were running around screaming outside. But we finally decided against that, as we are far too mature and responsible for such childish antics. Or at least Laszlo is.

G was in DC this weekend running the Marine Corps Marathon. He finished in 3 hours and 30 minutes. As a marathon-finishing present, I bought an ice cream cake and some of those candy letters (the kind that come in a pack containing one of each letter of the alphabet plus ‘happy birthday.’) Thanks to my amazing grasp of the English language, I was able to create the message ‘G RAN FAST’, to put on the cake, and I was quite pleased with this.

I spent the rest of yesterday watching cooking shows on television, and further amused myself by keeping track of all the stupid things Nigella said. My personal favorite: “Wherever I am, a bag of frozen peas is never far behind.” I feel the same way about Frosted Flakes.

This coming week, I will be doing several noteworthy things, including picking up roughly $90,000 in United Way pledges and making the all-important decision of what kind of Halloween candy to give to the annoying neighborhood children. If I am feeling particularly evil, I may give out little boxes of raisins. Serves them right for upsetting my dog.