i slept with the window open last night, it felt great. that cold air was really invigorating, and made me want to stay under the covers all day and not go into the office. it was one of those days where i was counting the hours until my work day was over and my weekend could get started. i went running around the river, that faint twinge of pain in my leg coming back when i started but soon disappeared after a few minutes. i ran behind an older man, i thought i could overtake him, but he was going fast, and he made me push myself harder than usual as i tried to keep pace behind him. although the temperature wasn't particularly warm, it was still good enough for the sunbathers to come out and enjoy the weather, as a ran through a gauntlet of exposed flesh, male and female. when i got back to the office i ate the rest of my chinese leftover from yesterday. final few hours of work we had a company clean-up, an idea originally suggested by kristine after she found mouse droppings on her desk area. a fallout of the mice problem is we can no longer hide food in our work area, and must put them in the kitchen cupboards. after work i came back home and paid a visit to the liquor store by my house. they didn't have the anchor steam beer julie wanted, so i got some wine cooler instead. i decided to visit another liquor store, but that's when julie called, having just arrived at my place with the wings. i told her to sit tight while i look for her beer, and came back to find her in the backyard checking out my vegetables. wing works messed up our order, gave us a box of honey glazed chicken strips instead of my rochester samples, but they were pretty good so we didn't complain. we watched the red sox game against the LA dodgers (red sox won), julie surfed the web for avenue d info after accidently hearing one of their songs on my playlist (i was downloading ray charles tunes), and later we watched the reagan funeral broadcasted live from california with the sunset as a backdrop. we were particularly pleased with ron reagan jr's remarks about how his late father thought being a president was a privilege, not a mandate from god, and how he didn't use his religion for political gains. we both got a little choked up when nancy clutched the casket and finally cried as the funeral was over, her children supporting her from behind, with the sound of camera clicks from photographers.