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walking home from jury duty i realized this is the week where we have the years shortest spans of daylight. as of FRIDAY the days get longer again! yahoozeY!

there's not much to report romance wise, except that i was in the most aphrodisiacal aisle (coffee accoutrements) in the most aphrodisiacal store (target) on saturday evening before going to a mini alt high school reunion. and i was looking for a french press. and so was a kindly young fellow, called, well, i'm not going to say b/c above all i am discreet. we'll call him zack. and we banter about french presses and yankee swaps. believe me, we bantered and flirted. my friend r from chicago was with me, along with her husband, and they stepped away both in awe of my flirting skills (right r?) and to allow the romance to flourish. by the time we got to the express line, i asked zack what he does for a living.

'im in school.'

'grad school?' i asked.

'oh, i'm in college.'

that may be okay. he seemed smart and sweet so i told him where i work and my first name and if he can figure out how to get in touch, the reward of my company is all hizzes. but meantime my french press, once i opened it up, was broken! so i got to go back to target, lucky me.