I had a great weekend.

And that makes it ok to get up and go to work this morning.

Yesterday I went out with Keith. We didn't do anything too crazy or off the wall, just lunch and a walk at the park. But it was such a wonderful time. It's nice when the conversation flows on it's own. It's fascinating to learn new things about someone else. I got to hear his "life story" which is one of my favorite things ever. (Speaking of which, I also got a "life story" in email today...awesome.) So, spending a Sunday afternoon with Keith wrapped up the weekend perfectly. Then I came home, put on pajamas and crawled into bed with a book. I'm reading A Wild Sheep Chase by Haruki Murakami which is the best fiction I've laid my eyes on in awhile. But I still fell asleep early...figures.