Then would soaps move to it? Or would it be more genuine artsy fartsy like knitting?

I keep forgetting there's an artsy craftsy thread. I'm trying to resist the lure of the yarn box.

I got a notice today of certified mail that looks like it could be from my landlord. I'm scared they are kicking me out! Not kicking me out really, but I'm month-to-month at this point, and I can't think of what else it could be. Ugh. I'm sure it's something stupid.

I always think I will like tomato juice much better than I actually do when I drink it.

Ooh, that does sound scary. But maybe it's something important but minor, like, something to do with repairs or whatnot.

ita proliferating threads has got to be the end of the universe. But I would use an artsy fartsy thread.

I only like bloody marys, so I'll put a crapload of celery salt into tomato juice, if not go all the way with horseradish and worcestershire and whatnot.

Ooh, that does sound scary. But maybe it's something important but minor, like, something to do with repairs or whatnot.

Or from someone else! There's just one word in the "sender" box. I'll find out on Saturday.

Ooof. Work is back under control. I should put on some outside clothes and go get my CSA veggies while the sun is still out.

Yikes, Jesse. But it'll be something OK.

I just cleared my entire inbox. Which has been uncleared for, like, years. I would like someone to pat me on the back now. I mean, I didn't do all the work, I just separated it out into what actually needs done and what had gotten thrown in there because it was sitting on my desk, and what actually should have been in the file basket.

And it turns out there were only actually five projects in it. I swear it looked like a googol. And a few of them just need something looked into, so it's possible that the project will only take a few minutes. It's also possible that they will spiral into the bureaucratic death project from hell. But at least now I have a grasp on what I'm dealing with.