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1. What time do you wake up on weekday mornings?
My alarm goes off at 6:00am. I then turn on the news and lay in bed for a while, figuring out how energetic I feel . If I�ve gotten enough sleep, I will get out of bed at around 6:15 and work out for 45 minutes before showering and getting ready for work. If not, I will lay there in a half-sleep until around 7-ish. Odds are about 50-50 either way, as I usually work out in the mornings about 3 times a week.
2. Do you sleep in on the weekends? How late?
I used to be able to sleep very late on weekends � at least until 10:00am. Not so much anymore. My body is used to getting up early so I am inevitably awake by 7:00am. It doesn�t matter how late I was out the night before, either. Yeah, it pretty much sucks.
3. Aside from waking up, what is the first thing you do in the morning?
Well, I always have to pee, of course. After that, on weekdays, either I work out or I jump in the shower. On weekends, I will brush my teeth and then it depends on what I feel like doing and who may be in the bed with me. *ahem*
4. How long does it take to get ready for your day?
If I don�t work-out, I can be showered and ready in half an hour. Not wearing make-up on a regular basis has its advantages.
5. When possible, what is your favorite place to go for breakfast?
On the weekends, I like to go to the Long Beach Caf� which has some seriously great breakfasts (although they are all too huge to eat in their entirety and most are very fattening). I am also a big fan of Sunday Champagne Brunch at several different places. One of my favorite places locally is Le Creperie.
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-----Original Message-----
From: Karen
Sent: Friday, August 01, 2003 9:26 AM
To: Sondra
Subject:
Hey I had a dream about you last night. We were in Vegas together. We were apparently staying at Treasure Island but were hanging out over at the Venetian. The only drawback was that you wanted to buy tons of alcohol (why anyone would buy alcohol in Vegas is a mystery to me), including two six-packs of Rolling Rock beer and then we had to carry it all back to Treasure Island. I was saying to you, �Hey, you know we have to walk like 2 � blocks down the street with this stuff, don�t you?�
Weird�
Have a good day!
-----Original Message-----
From: Sondra
Sent: Friday, August 01, 2003 10:02 AM
To: Karen
Subject: RE:
Amy and I are cracking up over your dream!
I think you must have had me confused with someone else!
-----Original Message-----
From: Karen
Sent: Friday, August 01, 2003 10:06 AM
To: Sondra
Subject:
I woke up thinking �hmm�all that beer�Amy must�ve been waiting for us back at the hotel.�
I had another dream which was kind of sexy. Lou was in it, but he wasn�t the sexy part. His band played at some party and then after his band played fIREHOSE had a little reunion gig. I always had the hots for the drummer in that band (George Hurley). When it came time for an encore, they were trying to decide if they wanted to play one or not and George asked me, specifically, if I wanted to hear one. I said, �Yes, please.� Then Mike Watt decided they weren�t going to play one anyway, because he was being a sour pus. After the gig George and I were sitting on a couch talking. For some reason, my left foot was all bandaged up and he was helping me around on it. There was something rather sexy about the whole thing and now I can think of nothing but George Hurley.
Oh and another thing�all the guys in the band had George�s old weirdo hair-do (which I don�t even think he has anymore).
I just heard from my car guy. They aren�t expecting the part for my car until August 11!!!!! AARRGGHH!! The rental I am in smells horribly like smoke, too.
Regards,
Karen
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Word of the Day for Friday August 1, 2003
alfresco al-FRES-koh, adverb: In the open air; outdoors.
adjective: Taking place or located in the open air; outdoor.
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