So, here's an unexpected development. Biyi's parents, who will be coming out in November, have decided that once they get here, they'd like to go on a cruise. (More precisely, Biyi's mother would like that, and her father is willing to take a large quantity of pills to curb his motion sickness.)

Viable destinations are New Zealand or South Pacific islands (around New Caledonia and Fiji). New Zealand might be the better option. I wonder what Ryan will think of it all.

The howling, the wailing, the terrible hungry gaze... oh, wait, no, that's just the cat.

Which, by peculiar coincidence, also stares back at you.

The howling, the wailing, the terrible hungry gaze... oh, wait, no, that's just the cat.

I laughed and laughed.

Zen, anything I can do to help?

Thanks, Shir! But I'm resigned to getting no sleep tonight and being useless tomorrow. The regular Wednesday meeting was cancelled, so maybe I can nap a lot and no one will notice.

Perhaps Zen's subconscious is somehow tied into the tropical storm Isaac. When she sleeps, it will also chillax. Is there a metorological equivalent to ambien?

When she sleeps, it will also chillax.

With great power comes great responsibility. Does this mean I won't sleep until somebody offs Uncle Ben?

Would that be a CAT nap, to go with the staring and what not? Eh, it's the best I got. Heatwave is back, and I'm blah.

Looks like the weather~ma for my sister worked. And she passed the 2 days of pre-op testing and what not. She goes in for surgery in 3 hours or so. Any good thoughts would be appreciated. Especially "don't have bad reactions to anesthesia", as is that happens with our genes and all.

(More precisely, Biyi's mother would like that, and her father is willing to take a large quantity of pills to curb his motion sickness.)

Aw, that's true love, that is.

The Abyss, the cats, and I are going to bed now. Perhaps they will let me sleep.

Crossing my fingers, Zen.