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Listening: King of Carrot Flowers by Neutral Milk Hotel

Reading (perhaps quality): Nada.

Reading (definitely pulp): Polishing off the last bit of Chick Lit that Tess, Jen and I exchanged in London.

Drinking: Water.

February 18, 2004
8:15 pm

Came home after a long day of work (cliché cliché I know) and there was a bouquet of flowers waiting for me at the door. This isn't a usual occurrence. Dropped my bag and immediately started looking for a card. Nothing. I could hear Anna meowing on the other side of the door because she'd heard me, so I let myself into the apartment and took a closer look.


(above) the flowers, a close view from above

Undid the ribbon, opened the cellophane, stuck them in a vase and still no card. They really are lovely - lilies and all kinds of other flowers that as a former biology major I should know. They smell amazing. It's so big a bunch I almost had to put it into two vases.


(above) The gorgeous bunch of them, in a vase I got from Talullah

Still don't know who they're from. I have a call in to my father - I suspect they're some sort of late Valentines Day thing from him. With the three hour time difference I don't expect to hear from him until late. And though I'm almost sure he's the sender, it's driving me mad not knowing for sure. So as soon as he calls to confirm I'll thank him, then strangle him for not making sure that there was some sort of card.

Okay - just got a call from Dad and he says they're not from him. I'm starting to wonder if it's a misdelivery. Called Mom et al and no one there says its from them. So I guess I'll wait to see if anyone 'fesses up...

(Later) Note - yup the flowers were for me, after all. E-mail if you're curious....

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Doing (life and related tasks): Really busy at work. A full weekend with friends coming up.

Doing (crafty stuff): Nothing right now.

Wanting: Woo hoo I finally have bookcases!

Anticipating: The aforementioned weekend, and hopefully figuring this out.

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