mini-clean-up of the apartment this evening. looks pretty good. I still need to tackle the kitchen floor and the bathroom and the crazy piles of crap on the coffee table.

Sylvester is wanting attention, so he is leanon in my leg and the laptop and then has wrapped one arm around my left arm and is resting his neck on my wrist. He is getting more and more annoyed as I type this.

Going to out myself, but this is so awesome. Maryland's House of Ruth (womens' shelter and resource center) is getting a place in the spotlight on ABC's Homemakeover. This is very good. It's a wonderful organization. I hope it gets them lots of extra help.

Laura, I'm glad normal is a little closer.

The army called my SIL. They are threatening to reactivate her. This really really sucks. Given her knees, GI tract and some other stuff is all fucked up (and documented by the VA, prior to the pregnancy, they were moving to give her a medical discharge,) we're hoping the VA can help out. But christ. Last kind of stress she needs right now (see previous problems) and gah. She was 11 days shy of normal discharge when she left the army on discharge related to pregnancy. Uhg, uhg, uhg.

I just got home and my vcr wasn't running. grrr.

Can anone catch me up on the first half of West Wing?

Trudy- I was only 1/2 watching and I missed the first fifyeen minutes, sorry. Tomorrow I may be able to e you with a source whuch puts all Josh or Donna related scenes up in quicktime...

Mister Kitty is currently hogging the remote. Using it as a headrest while he snores.

Someone tell me not to do military discharge/callback googling until I find out exactly what my SIL's current status is. It'll just make me freak out.

do not google!

Ack! Too late. But I didn't read what I'd googled. Just closed the window. It's fretfulmaking, given some other stuff going on I shouldn't blast into public space. Goddamn fucking army bureacracy and the damned war and damned stuff!

My SIL responded, perhaps unwisely(she ain't known for her tact,) to a recruiter (not the person calling with a reactivation threat, but someone who called within minutes trying to get her to re-up,) that "If you really fucking want me, you can come get me. Me and the knees you fucked up will be somewhere in Mexico, drinking marguritas and playing with boys." Um. She did work for a recruiter for a stint while she was in, so knows what power they do and don't have.

I do worry she'll tell the wrong people what to do with themselves, and how, without thinking it through.

WW: Some independent organization ran an ad attacking Santos on abortion and both candidates were pissed. CJ made Will hold a briefing and the press beat him up with questions he couldn't answer.

You probably caught the other relevant stuff.

Whoo!

I just looked at a flier that was on my door. Gran Apertura!

products from Central and South America, fruits and vegetables!

Oh yeah! And it is near me. Now to see if they have good tortillas.

Um...help? My cat is making out with my flipflop. I guess it might be time to bleach them again....

Thank you, Aurelia!

Did they say anything about Toby?