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Mark's company has a deadline coming up, and they've asked him to do extra work to help them meet it. So he's working every available minute. It's so frustrating to have him glued to his computer. I really shouldn't bitch, as he is a contract employee who gets paid hourly. But I bitch anyway.

Yesterday we had a color consultant help us pick out paint colors. I don't think we'll be able to afford to paint every room right now, but I'm happy with what she came up with. You might think it's ridiculous to pay someone to come in to tell you what color to paint your walls, but she had fabulous ideas and came up with some things I don't think we'd have had the wisdom to choose ourselves. In short: for the next Dopefest Chez Cranky, my house may be cooler to be inside.

While I'm on that subject--there is a Bostonian doper who is in Lansing this week and weekend. We were hoping to do dinner somewhere, sometime.
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Time to go up a size

A gelato/sorbetto place just opened up across the street from my office.

Of course, I manage with some success to not buy too many books, even though I've got a large used bookstore two doors down to the west and Borders Store #1 25 yards to my east. So maybe I won't go in there too often.

Four of us just went over there to sample their wares. Their Blood Orange sorbetto is to die for.