4 41 pm pst

We're going shopping. [And here I assume that you know that I am at my nanny job and by "we" I mean myself and my charge.] My beau is working from home today, so I can't wait to get home to him, but I don't really mind getting paid to wander around downtown. There's a store on Santa Cruz Avenue in Menlo Park called The Paper Chase where I could easliy spend a thousand dollars this afternoon.

11 44 pm pdt

I redid the front of the site and the front of the diary. Neither make me exceptionally happy, nor does using this recycled diary entry design, but it's a start. I want to be creative again. I want to produce. I want to feel little explosions in my mind.

I have an idea I'm excited about which is inspired by my ancient car's dashboard. We shall see what comes of it.