That's such an odd office complex, what with the resturaunts tucked in along with all the offices.

Also? Doggie Day Care!

Yes, I am dawdling finishing up my annotated bibliography. Also, I am annoyed that a critical piece of information must be purchased and not online. Ah well, I'll skip it for the bibliography and try to get a library copy for the lit review.

Faculty does.... yay grammar!

Today's forecast is partly cloudy with chances of concentrated napping. Man, I'm sleepy.

Doggie Day Care!

Hah! Totally missed that. It was the Acapulco's Resturaunt that struck like it was hiding from the world. I've eaten at the one out by Sudbury, and that wasn't bad. No idea how the Beverly one is.

sara, you just totally won the random contest.

The ridiculous part is that it is relevent and pertinent to my day today. I've a very strange skillset. Or rather, lack of a skill in a strange skillset. Or something.

This morning I dreamed I was (sort of, it would go back and forth between movie and and it being me) one of two of Coach Taylor's daughters and had to live in a warehouse on the old Superfund pier and eat asphalt.

I think it's better if I don't tell people my dreams.

I've decided that since it is going to be nasty cold and stupid snowing this weekend and I have to make cookies for work anyway, I'm gonna attempt a cookopalooza using my oven this weekend this weekend. It may just mean cookies and this chicken and pig thing but what they heck. Ambitions.

I just got my supplies for my sister's wedding gift delivered (only have one of the gold cords on backorder), so I can get started on it this weekend. Must pull out all of my crafting supplies and see if I can find stretcher bars to hold the fabric while I stitch it up. Oh, and make sure I've got a lint brush to run over it occasionally and get all the black cat hair off of it.

I know Amarna's going to be exceedingly curious about what I'm doing--it's my first crafting thing since I got her three years ago. I didn't paint any Xmas ornaments last year because I know damn well she'd either brush up against the drying paint or play "let's toss this overboard!" with the glass ornament.

heh.

When someone who knows I'm a Jew wishes me a happy easter, I'm just going to say, "you're welcome."

Like right now!

Happy Easter, Allyson.

You're welcome!

I keep forgetting it's Easter this weekend. I mean, I should remember, because the big local con always happens on Easter weekend, not to mention my Very Wiccan PseudoBrother is always out of town this weekend for Spring Mysteries. But no, when people ask me if I have special Easter plans, I blink a lot, then say something like "Oh right, Easter. Um, eat chocolate bunnies who were obviously bad minions?"

So, who is excited about Grindhouse?

Eh, I'll wait for DVD.

Ok, so maybe I'll be doing the cooking on Sunday, because if I remember correctly, just about everything shutters on easter (despite that I live in the jewish part of town. ) Which I forgot about until now.