The bad part about sleeping until noon? I don't wanna go to bed, now. Darn.

Damn you, wee EVIL Perkins! I could swear I logged out of all the browsers on your laptop!!!

(If I'm still logged in to Gmail on your laptop, can you just zip on over there, pretend to be me, and take care of the really annoying committee kerfluffle that's happening in my in-box? Because I *so* don't want to deal.)

And Teppy, dear, thank you so much for the kind words re. my photo. The body image demons staged an assault today, so your compliment was very, very well timed.

I wish I could describe what about the picture is so compelling. You're utterly lovely, of course, but that's not limited to just the one picture. You just have this expression that's a combination of calm and confident with a good dash of mystery. Really, if I didn't already know you, that picture would make me want to know you.

Dark!Fay

I'm not trying to be all Boy-likes-carrots, but I gave him some chocolate that I bought him in SF at that swank chocolatier -- the box indicated which piece was which flavor, and one was labelled "dark fruits."

We pondered for a long time what "dark fruits" must be. I opted for fruit that's turned to a life of crime, like a banana with an Uzi, and the Boy said it was fruit that led a louche underground life of debauchery and weird sex.

Turns out it was a sort of dark raspberry creme filling.

Bed, bed, gotta go to bed.

[NOTE: this message was posted by the REAL Teppy. Accept no substitutes!]

[NOTE: this message was posted by the REAL Teppy. Accept no substitutes!]

This Teppy's no sub. Got it.

Damn you, wee EVIL Perkins! I could swear I logged out of all the browsers on your laptop!!!

I did too, actually. I just stumbled across one that was still open. It's all closed now.

You just have this expression that's a combination of calm and confident with a good dash of mystery.

I think that's a fantastic description of the actual lovely flesh-and-blood Anne, too.

RSI pain 7.5 out of 10. Bad enough to make me continue training the speech recognition program. Be careful cutting lawns with scissors, Deena. You don't want to join me.

(((((Beej, WindSparrow, Nora)))))

We had cats when I was a kid. Now I've got cat allergies and a milder allergy to some dogs. Adult-onset allergies suck. I'm afraid I may have developed hay fever as well.

Be careful cutting lawns with scissors, Deena.

Spidra! I saw you dash past me at the F2F twice, and then you were gone. I MEANT to say hi, really.

My wrists are quite pissed with me. I have had carpal tunnel, and am currently fighting tendonitis. Actually, I thought the tendonitis had cleared up... until today. The lawn isn't even half done. I had to stop, but at least I stopped before permanent damage was done. I am exhausted (though my wrists feel better now) and can't sleep yet, but I'm going to try again in a minute.

I missed meeting a whole bunch of people. Dammit.

Deena, stop scissoring! I was saying what I was saying based on my assumption that you'd never had hand problems. If you've had hand problems THERE IS NO WAY you should be scissoring the lawn. Let the city go hang until you get a working mower. Seriously. It's not worth the nerve damage to your hands.

Dear heavens, Deena, I wish I were within an hour's drive of you so I could mow your lawn for you. (I'd extend the range because you are SO worth it, but I can't drive distance for toffee)

Not sleeping, again.

Also, for some reason, hungry. I think my schedule just got shifted to four hours off, somehow, and I can't figure out how to get it back. Today, I woke up at twelve. Ate lunch around 1, then dinner around 6. I think my body thinks it needs a third meal. I just had a tofurkey and cheese sandwich, which seems to have been enough. Still not really tired, though.

(Also, I've once again discovered that I have issues with eating fake deli meat with cheese. When I was a kid, even though we didn't keep kosher, my parents had grown up not eating milk and meat together, so when they were making sandwiches for us, it just wouldn't occur to them to put both meat and cheese on it -- sandwiches were either meat or cheese, but not both. Now, even though I'm a vegetarian, eating a sandwich that has something like Tofurkey and cheese just tastes wrong. Actually, I'm still iffy about tofurkey, but it's easy protein, which is kind of all I'm looking for when I really don't want to cook -- I can't eat the fake meat that looks too much like meat, but I'm fine with things like fake hot dogs or "chicken" nuggets, since real hot dogs and nuggets look nothing like cows or chickens to begin with. Tofurkey is iffy -- it tastes a little too much like real turkey for comfort.)

And now I'm rambling about Tofurkey. I really just need some sleep.