THURSDAY

 A nothin' much day: Breakfast with Keith and Ray, the talker, joined us. We again heard all about this Mercent Marine days of fifty or so years ago, and blah, blah, blah. I lay down for my morning nap after and, unfortunately, forgot to set the alarm. When I woke up, I was stunned to see it was almost lunch time--I had slept for two hours. 

However, lunch was good. I didn't see Kathie and sat with Trudy, Carl, and Barbara. It was India day and we had chicken wings tantoori for appetizers, butter chicken and Indian sides for the entree, and a dessert made with rice and pistachios for dessert (I didn't indulge). To accompany, wine and beer was served and I had a Blue Moon.

After, I finally settled down to type up the T.O.P.S. roster, which I promised Lennie I'd do two weeks ago. Unfortuately, though she has asked me to make 8 copies, I did only three, as my lousy printer has been giving me problems. The paper jammed and it took me time to fix it; it's also been dimming out some lines, so the hell with it--others can copy if they want to. 

Before dinner, I took a little walk, first outside around the campus. It was beautifully sunny, but a little too cool and breezy for my taste, so I went inside. and walked the circuit of two floors. It probably totalled no more than a half-mile, but I guess that's better than nothing. 

Called Kathie to see if she was coming to dinner, but no, she was exhausted after a day with her daughter, so said she'd come to breakfast. I had forgotten I won't be there, as I have T.O.P.S. Oh, well, presumably, I'll see her at lunch.

Had dinner with Beverlee and Greg, as well as Dottie, whose name, I'm afraid, seems to describe her. She's really a bit goofy, but nice enough. We had some enjoyable conversation, even so. Back in my apartment, I just played my games until T.V. time at 8:00. 

I am not optimistic about my weight loss progress--or lack thereof--but will endure the meeting. And darn, I slept poorly, just as I had feared. Okay, I'll nap after T.O.P.S. and before lunch.