Thanks. I'm just getting frustrated. I get antsy when I don't have plans. Even simple things like whether or not to get a new pair of snow boots -- I'll need them if I get one of the jobs in Chicago or New York, but not if I get one of the jobs in Atlanta or Arizona, so I can't decide whether to make do with the pair I have for the rest of this winter or buy new ones, since new ones would be a waste of money if I'm moving to somewhere without much snow for the next several years. When I'm budgeting my money for this year, I don't know how much I should be thinking about spending on an apartment next year. I don't know if I need to be looking at non-academia jobs.

I tend to plan things ridiculously far in advance, and having this big empty space in my plans is driving me nuts.

I had dinner with my youngest niece last night, and she was expressing similar feelings. She wants out of her current job really bad, and wants to move to a different state just so she won't have lived in the same place her whole life, and she's getting no responses to her shotgunning of resumes. I don't even know what to say to her. It sucks.

Much peace~ma to your surrogate mom, bonny fides.

I'm hungry and I don't know what to eat. I already had dinner. I don't have much snack-type food here -- all I've got is an imitation mallomar, and I wanted to save that for later. I've got a bit of leftover Indian food in the fridge, so maybe I'll have that, though I was planning on having it for lunch tomorrow. But I skipped lunch today, so maybe I just need another meal.

You got my votes, smonster. Somehow I could do three of them. I hope I didn't cheat.

I think that every email address gets three votes.

Tonight I made that creamy broccoli thingy I posted at the end of last week, and had it over rotini. I also crumbled some bacon over my portion.

It was good, but I think next time I'm going to use more garlic and add some good parmesan or romano (not from a can) to the heavy cream part of the recipe.

And I believe that I've now consumed my entire week's worth of vegetables AND fiber. I will be eating Laffy Taffy for the rest of the week.

(Okay, not really, but DAMN, that is a LOT of broccoli in one dish!)

It looks like someone slashed one of our screen windows while we were out yesterday. We suspect our upstairs neighbors, but of course we have no proof.

Um, why? Why the fuck would anybody do that? What the hell would be the point? People suck.

Um, why? Why the fuck would anybody do that?

Because they're douche nozzles. And we didn't even call the police on them last weekend. See if I do them that courtesy again.

Only a half hour to go, and we're up almost four hundred votes! Suck it, permaculture garden. And tomorrow is Mardi Gras and we're having a party at work for it... Hell yeah! Thank you so so much to everyone who voted and tweeted and reposted and got others to vote. From the bottom of my heart, I am grateful and humbled by your willingness to help. And now I'm going to shut up before I jinx it.

Foster Kitty did pee in my closet last night, but by some miracle it only got on a plastic bag and a skirt and belt I was getting rid of anyway, so I just chucked it all.

And now I need to sleep.