For non-Twilight Buffy fans.

Yeah, me too, msbelle. I just found a local place that will accept magazine type stuff for recycling, and I just happen to have this massive empty box, so I think I'm going to get together a heap of my Catalogs O' Death from this past holiday season.

I think that's going to have to be the theme of my weekend, organization. I redid the office closet because I got my paper goods order in (2000 newsletter templates, 2000 letterhead, 2000 envelopes) and had to fit it all in. But I consolidated, so I actually ended up with more space even with those three big boxes in there.

But my whole house needs that, I think. Particularly the media room.

Unfortunately for my good intentions, I just went to the library today and it's sunny after lots of overcast rainy days, and all I want to do is lounge around in the sunroom and read books.

Wow, Matt, your day was more productive than mine, and I worked at the theatre. I finished patterns for 2 dresses, and almost finished the jacket.

I think I mentioned that my boss's boss's (the associate dean) 17 year old daughter is volunteering to help me. She is really sweet, very immature and that mixture of full of herslef and unsure that people her age are. I feel like I am navigating a minefield, though. Her mom wants her to come to the theatre because she doesn't always fit in well at school, and she wants to be a fashion designer, and I can both hone her skills, offer her some discipline and provide a safe arena. It is like navigating a mine field for me, as I am much more liberal than the family. The daughter is mixed race, but in an mostly white, very priviledged and religious environment. environment, and asks questions about politics and homosexuality and other stuff. I don't want to turn my big boss's daughter into a socialist or something! Also, she has crush on my assistant, who is male and gay. Poor thing-- I have so been there!

I also cleaned my George Foreman grill, kitchen sink, and one countertop while waiting for my salmon to roast. Came this close to spritzing my stovetop with Fantastik before realizing I'm not sure how hot the stove elements get with the oven running at high temp.

I think I've gone from cleaning for appearances' sake to not knowing what to do with myself if I'm not scrubbing something. (Still not crazed enough to start mopping though.)

OMG, Brooklyn real-estate porn on This Old House.

I have groomed the dog and gone to see Milk. And now I have a beef stew cooking on the stove. That's enough for a rainy Saturday, right?

Saw Quantum of Solace at the dollar movie. I liked it. But I adore M. Let her kick some butt!

Today I've bought a washer and dryer, got a new cat, cleaned up the house in anticipation of the cat arriving tomorrow and washer dryer Monday.

Except I have piles and piles of clothes because I haven't had a washer and dryer for a week and also my old ones were such crap I just washed what I absolutely needed.

I see a clothes washing binge on Monday evening.

I'm watching Miss America, and they are trying to give cool intros for each state, and I cannot believe Miss New Hampshire threw out "Manch-vegas," i.e. Manchester, NH. I really thought only my friends called it that!

Speaking of beauty pageants, my elevator told me that Miss World was fighting for life from a horrible UTI gone awry and had already had her hands and feat amputated. It was very gruesome for elevator news!