Truth.
You guys, why don't I listen to music anymore? I put my iPod on random this morning, and it's SO GOOD. I walked over to the river for a bit and finished my book, bought a salad spinner, came home and cleaned the bathroom, and just cooked lunch. WHAT WILL I DO NEXT?
LISTEN TO MORE MUSIC, clearly.
-t, succulents seem ambitious to me because anything seems ambitious to me. I am known in some circles as the Plant Slayer.
Definitely that, but what else? Will I make it back off the couch? Unclear.
This cold I have is sucking all my energy. I foresee a nap in my future.
Will I make it back off the couch? Unclear.
It sounds like you deserve some couch time. With music!
Naps are good, Tom. Nap long and hard, I say.
I have all kinds of work to do today, so this is my procrastinating. I need to stop now.
Having broken up with the girl and thus not being required to go to her softball game this morning or help her finish cleaning her old apartment this afternoon, I find myself with lots of free time. What to do?!?
I'm going to the farmer's market when it opens (at 11AM--the gayborhood knows the gays don't get up early) but can't buy much, since I leave tomorrow for work. Then I think downtown to Sephora. After that?? ...I should do some work, since I have shit due Tuesday and Wednesday that I haven't done, and I'll be busy traveling. But don't wanna!
So I guess the breakup isn't bad, meara? Also, how do you track your work time? Do you worry about it?
Well, I had plans for today.
Instead, I have a completely terrified orange tabby hiding in a carrier in my basement room. Has a collar, no id. Anna noticed him yesterday- he'd run from behind her ac to my basement window when she'd go out on her back area. Who knows how long he's been out there.
Clearly scared, I was able to coax him in through the open window and carried him to the room. Soon as he discovered the carrier, he was in it. No sign of interest in food or water, but the poor thing is clearly scared out of his mind. Definitely acts like a cat who did not mean to be outside.
Posted to the neighborhood listserv. Spammed my neighbors.
Oh my fucking god, really? I'll have to wait until Tue or Weds to get him to the vet to check for disease/microchip. Unless an owner turns up. If one doesn't....hey lisah, want a cat???
Poor kitty. I hope the owner finds you!