I freaked out that I'd gotten something in my hair, forgetting I'd gotten caught in the rain leaving work and it was just crunchified hair product.

I was going to make yet another trip to Home Despot tonight but between the rain, cat pee (sigh) cat flinging litter, trash day tomorrow and rearranging under the kitchen sink, I kinda lost my will to make blind choices.

Oh crap. It's garbage night.

I HAVE GARBAGE NIGHTS!

Ahem.

AND RECYCLING!

Hrm.

I do feel funny putting out the trash when it is half a bag of trash and one of cat litter. I used to just take out the trash to the dumpster once a week (cat litter more frequently) but since I have 2 trash days a week and 2 recycling a month and apparently ants (not to mention rats in the alley,) taking advantage of that makes sense.

But still, I can't fill a single outside garbage can in 4 days. Hell, I can probably not fill the recycling can in 2 weeks.

Just for you, sara, today's Ellen note: That Zachary Quinto is cute as a button. And gay, yes?

Doing laundry? Don't forget to dry the cat!

Also, I love the new Black Eyed Peas song, and Fergie looks great.

My mom just told me about the new Black Eyed Peas song! (she LOVES them. Yes, she is 65.)

I do not see how that cat is comfortable at all.

I need to get my mom something for Mother's Day. Like, soon.

The new BEP! Or a donation in her name? Otherwise, flowers.

I just bought my mom a Valentino fragrance gift set.

I should probably order flowers as well.

::sigh::

This would actually be pretty fun if it the whole ordeal weren't fraught with the tension of "Is it enough? Should I get more? Will she like it?"

Which I'm actually mostly past, thank goodness-- it's down to twinges that I mostly shove to one side.