Morning, Lovelies!

I just think more people should do stuff in their jammies. For the greater good.

After the Masquerade, we walked to 7-11 for drinks for our room. I went in my pajamas (black yoga-ish pants, rainbow-striped spaghetti-strap tank), plus purple hair and loads of glitter. Just for you, -t! ('Course, it was Hollywood Blvd. at two in the morning. I don't think anyone gave us a second glance).

I do that all the time P-C. And worse, my system has the nerve to erase some fairly brilliant prose on my part if I get called away for too long. I curse the fact that I never learned to use a scratch document when the creative juices flow.

Askye, oooh good luck with the wise molars. I had mine out at 23...with no novacaine. (needle phobia) May the process be much easier than you can imagine!

I packed two boxes for Emily. That means I can stop now, right?

Praise me, for I have not only finished doing my laundry and put the sheets back on the bed, I most virtuously hung it all out to dry and saved energy.

I have also cleaned a lot of cat poop off the carpet since yesterday, and run the steam cleaner too. Joy. Cranky old Chloe is just not all that happy about having a new kitten around, so she lets us know it with her little editorial comments. I've discovered an awesome new carpet-cleaning tool: An old spoon I used to use in the garden. White-fonted for the squeamish: That spoon scrapes up the mess neatly, without schmearing any into the carpet like paper towels do. Rawk!

I've printed out all my reservation information, made sure I have all pertinent phone numbers, gotten a ride to the airport. Now all I have to do is pack everything I might possibly want for the next two weeks.

So, Not!Emily is on vacation with his girlfriend and her family. Thanks for telling us!

I"m going to download tim's podcast tonight for listening on the drive to wrok tomorrow

All Praise the Magnificent Queen Katerina Bee! She of the laundry-finishing and poop-scooping! All Hail!!!!

Katie, do you have my cell number? And do you have a cell phone? If so, I don't have the number.

I'll be swapping my dark brown box of haircolor for light brown today. Hoping I won't be stuck standing and staring at all of the different color choices for an hour, like yesterday.

Plei insent.

There are currently two teenage girls in front of my apartment. One has two cups of lemonade in her hands and the other has two cups of iced tea in her hand, and they are stopping each car that passes by and trying to sell them. They have no stand set up as far as I can tell.