Sparky, you know if you want to come to Seattle in July you'd be very welcome!!

I am having a decent day (after last nights ridiculous lack of Internet) but am a bit annoyed--I have a college friend who lives nearby and I pinged her I'd be in town, a couple weeks ago. She said shed love to do dinner and show me her craft room. I emailed her Sunday and yesterday and no response. ( I don't have her cell, but sent her mine). Wtf? I was hoping to at least have some nice friend time while here!

Now the boss's dog is licking my foot. I love her, but she's not having my beef and broccoli. Also, my foot is now slimy.

Also, my foot is now slimy.

There's always a price for the love of a dog.

Stay strong, Dana! It will be over.

Also, this beef and broccoli could actually use salt. How weird.

Moving~ma, Dana!

Mmmmmm, beef and broccoli...

so, someone hacked the AP twitter account and tweeted that 2 explosions rocked the White House and that Barack Obama was injured.

The stock market dropped like a stone.

I'm not a conspiracy theorist generally, but...someone made a boatload of $$ today.

I'm not a conspiracy theorist generally, but...someone made a boatload of $$ today.

I don't think that requires any kind of paranoia to believe.

hee hee! you know I was linking the two events, which does require at least an average bit of paranoia.

Cuffed jeans are making a comeback, -t?

My sleeping patterns were permanently screwed by waiting to hear Thunderbeetle pull into the driveway past midnight. Or the 67 Cutlass (lisence plate, the inevitable RUFCUT) StY drove. Once they made the driveway I could fall off that precipice into the sweet abyss of sleep. Unless one or the other of them was having an existential crisis and required an early morning counsel-and-cry session.

As long as I was back in bed by 4AM, could be up by 8AM and in to the office by 8:30 (what shower? what makeup), I could function. I got good at it. And I haven't been able to shed functioning on 4-5 hours of sleep ever since.