So, the good thing is Jen K. is in San Francisco with her cool boyfriend Matt.
And I took them (and Matilda) to Japantown which is near their apartment and showed them where the cool cheap housewares were.
And then I drove them back to my house and got into a dispute with somebody about a parking spot. Whatev.
Came in, fed them, drove them home and...guess what I've got a flat tire.
With a screw screwed directly into the front tire.
I
guess
it could have nothing to do with the raving idiot who thinks that because he was
across the fucking street
he had dibs on a parking spot. But the screw is right in the middle of the tire and flush with the tread. I don't know. Could have been a random screw yet Occam's Razor suggests not.
And I'm thinking, "Really, douchenozzle? For a parking spot you want me to have a blowout on the freeway with my two year old?"
Elapsed time for tire change, with mucho assistance from Matt: 13 minutes.
I think the neighbor is reroofing. Only explanation for the noise this morning. At least I was up before they got there?
Now want to heartily apologize for when my reroofing happened, even if I didn't own it at the time.
Time to meeting. How I wish I had a laptop.
The Whole Foods guy has finaly convinced me to cancel my subscription to the WSJ.
Hec, I'm thinking stabby thoughts in pyscho guy's direction.
We'rew having the blueberry muffins I made last night right now. I wish I had coffee.
In other "get your rage on" news, the Senate pulled the end-of-life provision from the health bill: [link]
It's still in the House bill - not sure what that means in the scheme of things.
night passed without incident.
heat treatment takes a few hours and wow does the room get warm, but I wore treated shoes to work today, ah peace of mind.
I want to do a ton of stuff in the house this weekend: treat in all places Pest Control did not, move some things to storage room, treat and bag 2-3 dry clean outfits, treat and bag 4-5 pairs of shoes, treat and bag all mac's back-to-school things.
I think the heat treatment of things might be doable and I can definately move shoe things to storage, but I still need a respirator to do dust treatment and I don't think I can swing getting one...unless I go at lunch today - that might just work.
HEC!! I forgot to tell you!! I am the new Director of T-Ball Division for our little league!!
t preens just abit cause I'm sooper geeked!
Weekend: gaming, gaming, and more gaming. And dancing.
