12/3/18

So this morning my devilish laptop decides to work. Part of me incensed and the other joyous. I’ll take the joyous. Going to take it in, anyhow. Then to bank, then, by THEN, I should be run-ready. Not sure where I am in the marathon countdown, but I’m sure close enough to frighten me or at least get me a bit edgy. Jazz on, music the whole way here from Starbucks, getting a 4-shot mocha (that kind of morrow) and blueberry scone…