{{Daniel and Andi}} I hate dealing with car crap.

I've done a bit more unpacking this weekend. I'm at the point where I can't do any more because I need my desk to be delivered. Good part is that I only have 2 more boxes to unpack. Yay! I still need to find places for some stuff, but not a lot.

Now, I need to get rid of boxes and I think I will be doing that tomorrow.

Meara, c'mon over. Sweeping, dusting & mail organizing is in HIGH demand in my wee apartment. What about putting laundry away? For some reason, when I get back from the laundromat, I have no energy/desire to put the stuff away, so it just piles up too. Which explains the constant state of wrinkles.

Heh. Only if you're prepared to do the same at my apartment, see...

I'm very good at folding the laundry, but very bad at putting it away.

When I move into a new place here, I'm both going to be buying crazy amounts of stuff, and I also think I want to unpack things and get rid of them, both...I tried to get rid of a lot of stuff before I moved, but some of it I gave up on.

Well, shoot. I think I'm pooping out. The good news is, I got stuff done (including responding to student e-mails). The bad news is I'm gonna miss Desperate Housewives! How tragic!

Annabel has just discovered Google Earth.

She came downstairs from an aborted attempt at a nap just as I'd finished downloading it to this laptop. I was going to play around with some of the older European maps, refresh my memory of a crossroads I'd chosen for the next scene of my WIP. But when Annabel caught sight of the view of the U.S. that comes up when the software launches, she exclaimed that it was like her puzzle--the 50-state puzzle her grandma bought her back in August. She proceeded to bring me the pieces one by one, at which point I'd search for the state in question so she could compare the puzzle piece to the map.

Eventually I'll get to look up that crossroads town with convenient wooded hill for concealing a small body of troops....

OK, SO FUNNY--so, I mentioned on LJ I'd been invited to a cupcake decorating party by one of the people I met last night.

I get online just now, and my ONE QUEER FRIEND in town is like "OMG, is it the same cupcake decorating party I'm invited to?" and it IS! Hee. Go, Seattle! (Apparently J worked with the girl throwing it for a week, and won't know anyone else there! How funny is that??)

Susan, that is just precious.

Hmmm...so, the med that was prescribed to me today? Online drug info shows that you shouldn't use it if you've got asthma. But, not only was it okayed by the doc that prescribed it (who knew I had asthma), but my PCP said it was ok (when I called to check about something else). So, it's ok, right?

Why do I keep reading Daniel Silva books? They just make me crazy. And I keep thinking they're going to get better, but they just keep getting worse. I'm pretty sure this is the third book in a row where a respected moderate Muslim academic has turned out to be a terrorist. Really? Three of them?

These books were so much better when he was tracking Nazis and restoring paintings. Sometimes simultaneously.

Question for the hivemind parents:

Bumper pads for the crib--do they come in one piece or four pieces now?

I've only ever seen the one-piece ones, vw.

Mine is one piece, but it's a 5+ year-old hand-me-down.