Thursday enough little things went right that it made for a really nice day. Worked on some stuff for summer camps that really made it seem like they're really happening soon (which they are...about a week and a half). After work I went to the train station to buy tickets to go to Hangzhou with Phil and Matt on Monday, which was surprisingly easy despite some difficulty getting from the subway to the ticket counter. Found a shortcut on the way back, through the wholesale eyeglasses market, which is really something; small store after small store of eyeglasses.
Went from there to the place near my get-home-from-yoga bus stop that sells ipod shuffles and bought myself a beautiful, adorable, blue one. It's love, I'm positive. Setting it up now. Went from there to Starbucks for a lovely dinner and red bean scone. (It counts as a Chinese experience if I order in mandarin and buy something with red bean.) Watched some Grey's, read some Harry (although not enough...it's actually too tense for me to relax with), and came home.
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Congratulations on your adorable, blue shuffle! I'm glad you'll have music for the remainder of your time in country.
How nice that you'll visit Hangzhou with Phil & Matt! Should be fun.
Let's hear it for your "really nice day"! Happy that you found an ipod that you love. Better keep it under lock and key!
I'm surprised that you didn't stop by for some eyeglasses, as long as you were in the neighborhood! They are probably a WHOLE lot cheaper there than here.
I'm wondering if the Hangzhou trip is business or pleasure, since it's scheduled for a Monday. Will we get to see photos?
Those shuffles are darn cute. PS: have you ever watched theburg? I'm having trouble deciding if you would think it's funny or not. Anyway, it's a web tv show about Williamsburg and it's free. Maybe check it out.
a SHUFFLE! you're following in my footsteps! i'm proud of you, baby. glad it's blue; that sounds cute. i will always think of your ipod as having that red case, though.
HP is a little stressful, i agree. the fifth one made me as depressed and moody and anxious as harry himself was in that book!
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