for those who wondered, the party turned out really well, I had a good time. I'm almost finished packing and I'm fucking exhausted. I would like to believe that I'm going to bed earl tomorrow, but who am I kidding, there are Buffistae! I'm lucky if I can get to bed before 3.

Kat's OB/GYN is my favourite too. Saving a friend's life will give you that ranking but quick.

Happy birthday, PMM!

I have to say, those posters are...well, I can totally see the disturbance factor? Disembodied sexual parts are rarely for the win in my world. Especially when they're played for the happy shiny unicorn.

I am still freaked out by the general timbre of the dreams I've been having for months. I'd really like to stop dreaming I'm a fuckup who's ruining everyone else's parties. I know I'm not--that's why I don't *go* to anyone else's parties.

This morning, I think MM's work phone was forwarded to my home. 3, count them THREE phone calls at 5:25, 5:33, 5:40 am. Of course I have no phone in bedroom, so I let the machine get it. No message left any time. So, it rings again at 5:45, thinking someone died back east, I rush to the living room to answer. "Hello?" "click". WTF? Angry, I go back to bed. 6:02, they call back! WTFx2! Again with the click. So groggy. Then Realtor calls from TX. OK. cool, but hello! Time difference!!

Then the phone just would not stop. All morning. :: sigh :: not much energy to pack today. But I did go to the bank and get things rolling for change of address, and found out the credit union can help should I buy a place, even though they aren't based in TX. Oh, and I got my final CA hair cut.

As for the girly bits discussion, um, I think it best if us guys just STFU lest we say something stupid.

dang the birds built their nest over the fire alarm despite my best efforts to discourage them. I hope they haven't laid eggs yet because I'ma have to knock it down. I wish there was some way to get across, "seriously dudes, you do not want your nest here if the alarm goes off" to birdies.

poor birdies. If you use an extra stroke to get rid of them, that will make it Par, no?

hee!

Heh.

So, I went out with the girl again tonight. I was a little worried, after having to get up early today and fly in from Texas (though I had a nice talk with a couple from Oklahoma on my way from Phoenix to Seattle, the wife was a librarian and we talked about books and cons and LibraryThing and traded recs and such, and the husband and I talked about...stuff. I don't remember what. But they were nice). And I had a migraine. And we didn't actually have a plan. And there was some confusion whether this was actually a DATE. Er.

And eventually we got it together and met up for some mexican food. And then ice cream. And then walking around the lake with her dog. And then at the end of the maybedate, we were sitting in her car, and there was a hug, and I left. And I was thinking "I can't tell if she was just shy, or if she was not into it, and if I had made a move then it would've been really awkward. Agh!" The signals were a little faint.

But then I got home and she emailed me and said something about being shy and she wasn't sure but should she have suggested we make out like teenagers in the car?

So, I guess next time maybe. :)

that sounds like definitely next time to me!

Woo for future making out in cars like teenagers, meara!

Houston, Meara is GO for make out!