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Happiness Is . . .

You Know You're Too Busy When

You have to get up early, not to work out, not to write, but to clean your apartment because it's the only free time you've had to do so all week and your dad's coming.  Gotta love vacuuming at 8 a.m.

You haven't written anything decent on your blog in ages  (and I don't have time now, either, but I've got a few good posts up my sleeve.  I promise I'll get to some of them soon).

And on an unrelated note, I'm very excited about three little words tomorrow morning: Din Tai Fung.

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