ita, so want better for you. You too, Jesse. Hope your dad is ok.

In hopes of losing my car a bit less, I got a zia sticker to put on the bumper. I also couldn't resist this one: [link] More for the bat than anything. We'll see if I keep the more profane bit.

Dinner and a movie (after Midnight - which I find funny since I'm Of That Age-Before Sunrise came out when I was 20) with the parents, last minute packing. Might be able to score some green chile to take home, might not.

My main bummer is my pool might not open until thurs! WOE!

Have been skipping and skimming due to eye surgery Friday. Wish all Buffistas life is shitting on that it would stop. And, I don't need to catch up to know to wish much less pain for ita !

check out this moth's camouflage (this took me 2 tries to spell, BTW)

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Oh god, ita!

But, seriously--oh, god Jesse! I vote for a couple months off for you, mmkay?

(I am so fucking glad my sister was so desperate she built the chair for my balcony--even seeing it makes me happy, and working in it makes working on Saturday less heinous)

(I need to leave alone the IO9 poster who keeps insisting that a study of 240 pet-sympathetic Bostonians means that all humans think more compassionately towards animals than adult humans. That's so ridiculously privileged and deliberately narrow-minded I'm tripping over myself to rail at her, and she's probably 22 and very bright-eyed.)

I'd say that Jesse is pulling ahead on the Awfullest 2013 competition so far. (This is not something you really want to win.)

Am on a sailboat with tuna steaks and eggplant on the grill and a dog (not mine) on my lap. Doesn't get much better than this.

Nice! I'd call that a win.

Best wishes for your dad, Jesse.

Today was a loss, in mostly a good way. Didn't make it to karate (which sucks, cause I need the prep), took multiple naps, worked 3 hours to get a project off my mind and out of my dreams (dreaming of spreadsheets is just wrong) and now I'm trying to decide if I want dinner or not.

No plans for the next two days. No kids. Just me time. Going to need to force myself out of the house though.

Jesse, I hope your dad is feeling better and that your day improved.

I had a blah day, so I am making pie.

Jesse, the universe totally needs to lay off you. Dang.

Yesterday was a dead-loss for me -- woke up to the whole house being (seriously) 100 degrees, except for the bedroom, after 10 hours of serial nightmares. Jesus. None were about spreadsheets, but all were really horrible.

Tonight is much nicer. Cooler, and no nightmares. Yoga studio is closed tomorrow and Monday, but it's been so damn hot, I have been sapped of the will to breathe, so I'll get back next week. I have a work/study arrangement, which is fantastic! I check people into class, and then pop into class after the first 5 minutes.I'd never be able to afford it otherwise, and it's so helping with the depression.

I'd say that Jesse is pulling ahead on the Awfullest 2013 competition so far.

You are welcome, everyone!

But seriously, there is nothing wrong with me directly, and I haven't gotten fired, and it could be worse. (Although I now don't think my father will ever go home, but they said he could still bounce back from the seizure.) Anyway, it's my mother I really feel bad for.