That sounds wonderful, Calli.

Hope the Elks shut up and let you sleep, Zen.

I feel you on the Elks, Zen. I woke up at about 2 am to the sound of a party, but the thing that had woken me up was that, at said party, voice majors were doing their voice major thing.

Fuck cancer.

I am about to finish my tea, then go run from Zombies. Only one or two more runs here after this.

Then I come back, shower, and head to my final church service here. It's always interesting to see how Unitarians talk about Major Christian Holidays: Easter, especially. We can't so much just say, "Each night a child is born is a holy night" with this one.

Then back here for packing until I get a call from a lady who maybe might take over my lease (I really hope so. It would save me $700). Then writing. I do not want to write. But I need a draft of this thing, like, yesterday. And I have to present it on Wednesday to the people here. And then there's that other thing I need to write and fuck me, but I graduate in less than 2 weeks.

Timelies all!

Thank you all.

Wow, Debet, you have a lot going on!

Ugh. I have a headache that feels like it wants to be a migraine which is giving me a whole lot of don't wanna. I have plans to join KCD, B, CJ, and friends for Easter dinner. Looks like meds and a nap are up next so I can be social. Otherwise social ain't happening. Blah.

Oh Sheryl and ita, I'm so sorry.

And Debet, that's a lot, but congrats on your impending graduation!

I'm drinking iced coffee because apparently I still needed more sleep, but I didn't discover this until after making the coffee. And cats. Cats, man. Motivation to do everything on my list today cannot compete with 2 warm cats draped across me. But this house isn't getting clean by itself. Nor paint removed or added or nails done.

Aaand, I will not be working on the railing. The stripper I bought yesterday has turned. So I'll be returning that next weekend since they are closed today.

But I got to meet a very cute visiting doxie.

Thanks.

Catlap is a real and serious condition.

The stripper I bought yesterday has turned.

Your day sounds much more exciting than mine.

The stripper I bought yesterday has turned.

Darned Commie strippers.

I have repotted and trimmed dead ends from the four patio plants that went through the late frost. I think they'll survive. I tried to trim back the azalea that's in front of my spigot, so I could connect the hose, but I couldn't get through the thing with my shears - too many large limbs. I want to just remove it; whoever planted a large bush in front of the spigot, the cable box, and the electric meter was a big dummy. Every year it's a struggle with poky branches and spiderwebs to get behind it, and this year it has won; the space belongs to the azalea and none shall pass! Until I hire a guy with a tractor to rip the thing out by the roots. Victory shall be mine. Q'apla.