Coffee.

I am: At home in MI, waiting for my parents to return from church so we can go out for brunch. Looking at Craig's List for a new apartment in CA. Bemoaning the real estate/rental market vs. my measly income. Envying my little sister and brother-in-law who are about to purchase their first home back here in MI. Also bemoaning my career choice which has made visits with my dear family so terribly infrequent.

I'm hungry, but am waiting for the parents to return so we can get brunch and talk...

I baked rum cookies. They are yum. And I must resist eating them now, because they're for a party tomorrow night. (I ate one, just to make sure they turned out OK. No more now.)

Nicole, if you're around, insent.

Tea.

Hil, those cookies sound yummy. I should start baking some brownies and banana bread for tomorrow, but TCG cleaned up the kitchen so nice today that I hate to mess it up.

Banana bread! I need to make banana bread. Tomorrow, I think. Tonight I'm going to Game On Boston with my brother. I plan to get completely trashed. It's the only way I'll make it through the football game!

Sounds like a good plan, vw.

It'll be fun, and he'll drive me back to my place, so totally a good plan.

Maybe he'll try to explain football to me. Maybe he'll give up like he usually does.

I hate coffee. It is false advertising - smells delicious and then tastes horrid. All bitter and icky. I get my caffeine from dark chocolate, tea, or (in occasional desperation) soda.

Woke up with a killer headache and I have too much to do. Anyone want to come clean my room, vacuum the house, and grocery shop for tomorrow night?

gronk. My red bull can is empty but I am still sleepy. Time to switch to crack, I guess.