Difficult to type around a cat. Hmm.

Thing 1 - Juice bars are the best. Cantaloupe juice delicious. Pineapple/Coconut so far beyond delicious that delicious is barely a memory of an echo of a dream. Or something.

(Move! Move, cat! I'm glad you missed me, that's nice, but sitting RIGHT HERE so I have to peer aorund your shoulder to see the screen? Not so much with the helpful. Also? Sitting down ONTO my laptop? Still not so much with the helpful. Grr. Rassensassenfrassenmoggie. This is just your way of reminding me to buy you cold medicine, isn't it? DON'T SNEEZE ON ME! DON'T DO IT!)

Ahem.

Anyway, yes, so thing one was re: the deliciousness of juice.

Thing 2 - they're doing something to wool in the foyer of my building. It's only a wee foyer, with my door on one side and my mate C's door on the other. I can't see any sign of the sheep, but there are 3 blokes doing some sort of esoteric sorting-out-of-shearings activity. They were very sweet about helping me carry my shopping into my apartment, and kept on apologising, and I tried to explain that they didn't need to apologise, because it's a very hot day and I can quite see why they'd rather do this in a shady foyer rather than out on the street, but I also tried to ask where the sheep were. Lacking the Arabic for 'sheep' there was much sheep impersonation of a physical and verbal nature, which was the cause of much merriment, and some assurance that, no, the sheep weren't hanging out watching my DVDs, nor were they all visiting the upstairs neighbour. Still not at all clear on where they actually are. Possibly hiding in my bedroom, or balancing very quietly out on the balcony. Huh.

Egypt. Still bringing the crazy.

Thing 3: Scored 2 excellent new handbags while shopping - a smallish red Elmo one, covered with primary coloured squares and vaguely Andy Warholish (okay, not very) images of Sesame Street characters, and a MOST excellent large Batman satchel type thing.

Go me!

Aww, the landlord just stopped by with a cleaning checklist and a 'for rent' sign to hang in the window. I'm feeling all possesive and wanted to be all "No, I will NOT. This is MY apartment!"

He is a very nice man though. Even if he does still call me Jen.

so the conclusion to the story brenda linked to is : we don't understand bisexuality. actually, as you read further - we don't understand sexuality - esp the part where physical brain and other organ interact.

Aww, Ellie is a cutie.

Anyone else having trouble getting into gmail? Mine was down for a little while last night, then came up again, but this morning I can't get in at all. DH, however, has been accessing his with no trouble throughout. It's making me all PMS-ragey, because that's the address I've been using on my resume and in all my writing contest entries, including the one that should be announcing its semifinalists Any Time Now.

Sniffles and gronk.

Hi. I adopted another cat. My kitty Gimlet hates her, and with two cats, my allergies are XTRA NASTY.

And I haven't taken my antid's for a month, and I need to start taking them again, cause I hate everything, and everything sucks.

But the new kitty is very cute. I think I may call her Tulip.

Erin, Tulip is an excellent name. I hope you stop sniffling soon.

That's right. My mom's robin Bob has, sadly, passed. Now I'm trying to work it so that she sees Cat and is all "Aww, we can't just leave her. She comes with us!"

I can dream.

Anyone else having trouble getting into gmail?

Someone on my flist is, so it's not just you.

gmail's down for me, too.

gmail's been fine for me. Although, now that I say that, it'll probably start giving me trouble.

Mac is going to die bloody today. She was barking like a maniac at someone walking by and woke both me AND Owen up barely an hour into our nap. Grrrrrr.