I have to go outside, around the building and in through the other stairwell to do laundry. Kind of a pain. Looks like a pipe burst or a dishwasher unplugged in the apartment below me = lake between me and the washers in the basement.

And poor Walter, the guy who fixed the fixable part of my ac? Well, today is his second day. And when I mentioned that my ac was freezing up, he looked so exasperated. He did fix it, but....there was another part that just flat out need replacing. They told me at the office I'll be on the list for a new unit next week.....

Jesse, are maybe just a wee bit perhaps theoretically you cranky because this is the last weekend before that W word? Which, you know, is exciting and new and different, but it still is that w word and it's also unknown a bit and all that? Go forth and be merry. I insist.

So who got a box today with a neato gadget from a msbelley person and then promptly FORGOT to put it in the car when she was out shopping for tons of heavy awkward bags of crap? That would be me. But it is in the car now. (Thanks, msbelle! )

Holy crap, msbelle bought a lot of stuff.

Jesse, are maybe just a wee bit perhaps theoretically you cranky because this is the last weekend before that W word?

I actually think it's even more tangentially related -- I'm tired from all the shopping this week! I hate shopping! Also, I do kind of feel like this is my last chance to sit on my ass. For days! So I do think I'm going to take advantage of it.

You are welcome. I forgot mine too and had to deal with the two lamp boxes with cut into your fingers rope handles.

Oh, msbelle, did I miss a call from you? Not sure how that happened, sorry.

I hit dial you by mistake and hung up. SO THERE!

When is your party tomorrow?

Ah HA. Party is in the afternoon, which is nice. Neither up early, nor out late.

Msbelle, you're going to follow Scola's example and take a picture of you jumping on your new bed, right?

I napped. Am gronky. Maybe ice cream help.

It's insanely summerly gorgeous in SF today. Emmett and I rode bikes down to Stow Lake, barely avoided a fight, then discovered they were offering the little motorboats for rent again (after five years), so we toodled around on a sundappled lake, scaring the ducks, eating popcorn, waving to the turtles and drinking Icees and root beer and I told him about the boat we had when I was growing up.

In fifteen minutes we go off to the end-of-season party for our baseball team at the manager's house. I intend to kick some serious ass at ping pong over there. JZ's cooked up batches of cookies and brownies for the potluck.

Hey, doesn't Dana like that Jamie Bamber? Possibly it's a gift for her that he's on the new Celebrity Poker that they filmed in New Orleans? Also, the new poker expert is named Phil again, but still not David's Phil, right?

Love Jet Blue.

Clean (mmm leather chairs), comfy, pleasant, helpful, all that stuff.