Yesterday was a really good day. Mundane day, yes, but a good day nonetheless.

I finished my 24 marathon and holy shit, is that show good. Full circle city, yes. I would say more, but I don't want to spoil anyone, especially not Alley, who just got into the show. Hoey was so good about not letting me spoil myself and I am very glad for that now. It was worth the wait.

Then I dicked around online only to find out about the diarist award thing. That made me feel special. Since I do not get heavy traffic and am not one of the diaryland quasi-celebrities, I am the last person I would expect to see up there. Yet, I was.

Then I finally went to besybuy to buy Angel, season two on DVD. I also bought a great compilation disc of Otis Redding. I love me some Otis, yes I do. Otis makes me happy. Otis makes me be-bop in my chair.

Scott came home from work early and we went to the gym. I haven't been to the gym in months, even though every single day, I think about how much I want to go and get back in shape. I worked myself hard, and damn, do my legs feel like lead today, but again, worth it. I am really going to try and go today, if I can get the car. If not, then I guess I can do something here at home, but it isn't quite as effective.

I got home and then got a call from an old friend, who I haven't talked to in quite some time and we had a great conversation.

I fall asleep on the couch and awake to Scott bringing in dinner, then we retreated to his room to watch Angel.

All these teeny-tiny, meaningless things happened yesterday, but I look on yesterday as a wonderful day overal

They always say it's the little things, don't they?