I may hate being packed, but I am so glad to be moving. Buncha young wanna-be-thugs hanging out on the sidewalk drinking and being obnoxiously loud and belligerent. Friends of the dumbass who lets his dog shit on the balcony.

you know Darren Levine from Krav?

Yup--he's the head honcho. Not that he'd know my name, but he would my face.

Tnanks for the photo, sumi!

I just saw him on the 48 Hours -- in his other life as a DA or whatever.

Hah. Someone called the cops on them. Not like it does a lot of good right now (they don't seem to have any self awareness or give a shit,) but it'll eventually get them evicted.

I washed my windows yesterday and I'm finding myself startled every time I glance that way. The world outside is so clear!

I was going to go climbing tonight but I'm too sleepy/lazy/tired to drive into the city to meet people. So I think I will file paperwork and watch SCC.

Man, am I boring as hell.

Tomorrow I will probably make bread or a cake or pie for Easter dinner on Sunday. And run the dog. Might go see Duplicity.

Sunday is Easter, so I'll go to church and hang with the family.

I am in Cape Breton. I stayed up until 3:30 cleaning my apartment and then got up at 7:30 to pack. I am so tired now I can barely sit up. I am trying to stay up until at least ten, but it's going to be tricky.

I saw at least four bald eagles on the bus ride up. I also dozed off up at one point and woke myself with a very loud snore/snort. It would have been extremely embaraassing if I hadn't been so tired.

Oh man, FNL: Julie's feelings about leaving for college, absent the relationship stuff? Oh, I remember that. I remember standing on a stepladder, pulling stuffed animals off the ledge and tossing them into boxes and sobbing to my mom that this was good and I'm so looking forward to leaving this town so why am I crying ?

Mister Kitty is getting really creaky. I don't think it is the diabetes; I think it is 16. He's still happy, but he's looking and moving his age.

FNL: Oh TYRA! Finally!

WANT MORE FNL!