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And here’s why:

• Self just had a massage. Her neck now feels wonderfully limber and loose. Fernando put two strong knuckles on either side of her (lymph glands?) and pressed until self saw stars. The pain, however, was well worth it, for now self can actually rotate her head and see what’s behind her. Thank you, Fernando!
• Self just finished reading an article about Angelina Jolie, in which her press or publicity spokesperson announced that she would not be giving birth for a couple more weeks. And self is so extremely happy that she is not Angelina Jolie, pregnant with twins in July, and not due “for a couple of weeks” yet.
• There were no rejection letters in the mail today. And no bills, either!
• Menlo Park Connoisseur’s Marketplace is July 19 and 20, self just discovered.
• Wednesday concerts in Stafford Park (just two blocks from self’s humble abode) start today, with the Zydeco Flames. Self thinks she’ll wander over at around 6 p.m. to stare at all the babies and have a hot dog from the Optimist’s stand.
• Self’s most pressing issue of the moment is whether to see “Wanted” or “Mongol.” Every time she sees the “Wanted” preview, she can’t help but snort derisively (Angelina doing her femme-fatale-with-a-gun shtick again, self is sooo over that!), but yesterday she read an absolutely fantastic review of it in The New Yorker. If self can locate that issue, she’ll quote from it. (Self seems to be mis-laying things quite a lot lately! Exhibit A: She lost her gigantic Guess green shades that make her look like a bumblebee. She had them four years. Perhaps this is a sign from heaven that self needs a new look.)

Stay tuned, dear blog readers, stay tuned.