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It was so, so gloomy all day. The sun was there as, every so often, the sky would get this back-lit look to it, but the sun just could not penetrate the thick bank of clouds. On top of that, there was intermittent, drizzly rain most of the morning and early afternoon, which is annoying but manageable. However, add in the terrible wind gusts and one ends up with a fine predicament - especially when one is trying to navigate 45S.

Oy to the vey. I had wanted to go down to the Galleria, maybe even Hotel Derek, see if I could spy me any celebs, whether of the star or sport variety - I was not going to be picky - but alas, the shitty weather put the kibosh on that. I'll simply have to live vicariously through my coworkers come Monday morning since LaLa started at the Toyota Center this weekend and Del was going to a couple of parties where her brother scheduled to DJ.

I did finally watch The Constant Gardener on DVD though. Fuck - what a lovely, sorrowful film. My heart is still aching.