library was closed, but everything else got done. I need to leave for this party in 45 minutes. wah.

Yeah, I just realized I need to get dressed and get going. Whoops!

ChiKat and Kathy are having very productive days.

You have no idea! I have now vacuumed and mopped my house, taken out the trash, made a bean/corn salad, made the filling for the chimichangas, and have most of the filling for the quesadillas done.

Guests get here in an hour. I'm in good shape. Woot!

You know, sumi, I liked her on Roswell too. Somehow, she's squandered my good will since then.

My oh-so-productive day ran out of gas around 4:00, when I took a "short" dinner break (yay for Chinese food delivery!) that lasted until, oh, now, and is continuing until I get done online. All this rain just made the day too blah for me to get the energy to continue packing, but I'm awake now and will more than likely finish off the clothes packing (except for those I have to wash tomorrow morning), wash the dirty dishes, and scrub out the kitchen and bathroom before going to bed. Tomorrow is laundry, finish taking out the rest of the garbage (dumpsters are already overflowing from the various units being gutted--I'm not the only one moving before May 1), get the newspapers and pack up the kitchen, and take the cat to get her claws trimmed.

I was going to make a run tomorrow up to the new place with some clothes and to make sure that the place is ready for me, but I figure I'll just call tomorrow afternoon and make sure it's cleaned up and then load up the more fragile items into the car Monday morning.

Today I went to the Farmers Market, spent six hours cleaning an apartment, including tearing up carpet, and I then went out for dinner with the Haligonistas. I think there was supposed to be drinking but we were too pooped to pop. I know I was.

I still have a movie to watch that due at the rental place at mignight. I might get the movie watched but I don't think I have the energy to make it outside again.

I also slipped getting in the shower this afternoon and whacked my leg against the tub. I can't decide if my legs are so from all the standing and stooping today, or if they're sore from almost doing the splits over the edge of the tub.

I think a chestnut brown with lots of highlights would look great on you.

You know, that's pretty much what I told my hairdresser, and what she thought would happen, but as it turns out, the red in my hair refused to die. Or Dye, or something.

Maybe next time.

ita, I totally knew that, about Numbers!

Well, Mister Kitty is home. He's still pretty pathetic. He's going to be shut up in the bathroom with food and water tonight, in case the theory the staff had is right (he ate a whole can of food last night, but only after everyone had left.) He won't eat now. He just gets up to go pee, or to climb onto my lap. He hasn't meowed at me once. I squirted some chicken broth into his mouth a bit ago. he wasn't impressed. He's on antibiotics and the bloodwork from this morning was good. So, wtf?

No matter how this ends, there are going to be a lot of tears in the meantime, I think.

Poor sara, and poor Mr. Kitty.

Aw, Mr. Kitty, feel better and eat something. Okay?