tomorrow, someone i know is running a marathon.

the similarities between kathy reichs' déjà dead and caleb carr's the alienist are starting to weird me out. carr's book hasn't really picked up that much steam yet. since it is a historical novel, there is that problem you will get in some historical novels where the narrator/author is just pushing out historical tidbits and references, and you really get the feeling you are supposed to be oo'ing & ah'ing over each one like he is some sort of brilliant referencist, but in reality, you are like shut the hula up about that shizzle & get on with the story!

this morning, i ran 19.5 miles. it was supposed to be 20, but i think we shorted it. i would like to call it 20, but i do not think it was 20. maybe it was 20. i walked another mile around kmart after i got home b/c i was looking for listerine & could not remember what i was there for b/c i was so tired from running. managed to get home with listerine in tow, so points to me for that.

feels good to be tired again -- from running.