Belated Happy Birthday to Stephanie!
The little bugger scooted under the bed about ten minutes ago, though, and I know he's going to want to get up on the bed in the middle of the night. I'm going to have to fish him out from under there if I don't want kitty trauma in a few hours. Fun!
Do you have a night stand or something that Byron can use as an intermediate step? That's what Teddy did when he was having his problems. (By the way, we found out the results of his latest bloodwork: Normal! He can go a month until the next round!) He'd climb onto a night stand and go from there to the bed. He'd also dig his front claws into the quilt and pull himself up that way, but nobody preferred that way.
Oh, oh, oh - small chance I might be traveling up to Seattle for work - a day or two in the next month. Please, please, please....
It's snowing again.
April 7. Typical Spring in Utah. If it only weren't so damned cold.
Thanks, guys! I'm feeling all achieve-y!
Oooh, I have had
such
a nice day! Today I have:
* had an aromatherapy massage
* helped prepare and devour delicious lunch at a friend's house
* been to the gym (albeit only for 15 minutes, but that was how much time I HAD)
* been to watch a movie
*bought a SPECTACULARLY insane pair of shoes
* eaten a delicious dinner in one of my favourite wee restaurants
* played with MAC products.
Seriously - I'm SO not kidding about the shoes. Normally I live in ballet flats. These? Are shiny red FIVE INCH HEELS.
Because in the last photo shoot for my play, I looked like Sam Gamgee's fat sister, who's working a street corner. In Rivendell, surrounded by tall, attractive elves.
Now I'm going to look like Sam Gamgee's fat prostitute sister
on stilts.
Right up until I fall over and break my ankle, at which point I'll look like Sam Gamgee's fat prostitute sister
on crutches.
Ahem.
But they ARE fantastic shoes. They're not so much shoes I can ever, you know, wear without killing myself, and they cost a scary amount, but...they ARE fantastic. I feel like a drag queen.
Oh yeah.
Thesis is not only done, but it is also turned in. WOOT!
I have brought the puppy to work. He has thoroughly charmed everyone and is currently passed out in my lap.
vw, that's awesome news! You totally deserve ... something. I don't know what, but that's great.
I'm home! I really wish Joe was here but it's so nice to be home. I woke up in my own bed this morning and was a little confused.
Hey, I could check this myself, and I might, but are there any TOrchwood peeps here who could give me the short and sweet back story on Capt. Jack. I'm not a Who fan, but I'm enjoying Torchwood so far.
Capt Jack said
he was was a time agent who got screwed over by the agency so he became a freelance scam artist.
I'm not sure how he got hooked up with Torchwood but
it was Rose on Doctor Who bringing him back to life that made him immortal.