Happy Birthday, Plei! May you have a day as smart and fascinating as you are!

Happy Birthday, Plei!

juliana - lunch this week?

juliana - lunch this week?

Wuh? Yes. Um, thursday? Today?

I am made of gronk. All your gronk is belong to me.

juliana - lunch this week?

As she seems to be too tired to answer: I believe that she has it around midday, at some point between breakfast and dinner, every day of the week.

Thursday would be better - need to take K-Bug to the doc today.

I believe that she has it around midday, at some point between breakfast and dinner, every day of the week.

I see the "smart-ass" bug is catching.

Catching? I thought I was Patient Zero.

Happy Pleiday!

Really pleased that things are looking brighter, Gud - you're both in my thoughts. Sounds like the increase is of the good.

I don't need to spend that much money. I have read them already. I do not go back and reread them every day, or every week, or every month. I do not need them. I like them, I want them, but actually I don't need them. And I really don't need to spend hundreds of pounds sterling on moving something I don't use on a regular basis.

This would earn you a look of utter confusion from Jilli. Your words do not match our Earth Logic.

...well, it's not something that comes naturally to me. But the thing is, I don't HAVE a house. And I can't keep accruing stuff to take up space at my parents', even though they have kept my room as my room, and a lot of my stuff (books etc) are still there. But I've had to clear out a lot of the books & bits and pieces too, because - well, their house, not mine, and LOTS of books. So the ones I wasn't going to read again all got booted a few years ago, which was maybe 3/4 of the books.

And now I'm trying hard to be Ruthless!Fay and get on with the whole Getting Rid Of Stuff Process.

Which is not easy. But neither is paying masses of cash for things I don't need. And I am SO horrifyingly disorganised anyway that I really need to aim for clarity and order. Yes.

eyes pile of books morosely.

ION, Me & Jilli went to the Science Fiction Hall of Fame awards last night, chiefly because the Master of Ceremonies was Neil Gaiman. ...Anyway, he was delightful company as ever, insisted on giving Jilli a hug when he first ran into her, actually remembered my name (trust me, I'm often Mr. Jilli to a lot of folks even in Seattle *sigh*)

Oh, bless him. There is a certain inevitability to your being Mr Jilli rather than Jilli being Mrs Pete, because - well, she's Jilli. Yes. But jolly good show Mr Gaiman with the name-recalling skills. I forget the names of co-workers at times, so I'm really quite impressed.

eyes pile of Sandman comics with increasing guilt

As for when the kitties meet, out vet advises us not to interfere and let them sort it out but I fear that Trinian's brain of very small size will just make her a very vicious being. I'm a tad concerned to say the least.

Your boys do sound adorable. (I'm intrigued by Hec's tuna fish suggestion, but I fear that Trinian might try to eat their heads if they smelled like tuna.) I'm sure it'll all work out okay, though, after Trinian's worldview has been shattered and reassembled to include other four legged beings. She'll deal. Bitterly, perhaps, at first, but I'm sure she'll deal.

I believe that she has it around midday, at some point between breakfast and dinner, every day of the week.

I see the "smart-ass" bug is catching.

With the addition of the "wrong like a wrong thing" virus. There's days I don't remember to eat lunch, days I don't have time to eat lunch (that would have been this past weekend), days where I just graze....