Tomorrow's my first day out of work. I'm allowing myself one day of drowning my sorrows in cookies and general sulking.

I would recommend perhaps some sulking and then also some fun?

Best of luck, Zen.

And different but also best of luck to Calli. And don't push yourself too hard.

Things about today:

Naproxen eventually made the hit-by-bus lessen to fell-out-of-bed, but wtf was that about?

Cats get cut off from food and water at midnight in prep for going under anesthesia for dental work tomorrow. Heightened odds of me peeing on the closed toilet seat, really annoying cats in the early morning and me fretting like fuckall all day.

SCOTUS: I can't.

Neighbor B gave me his adirondack chair for my porch! The wood is in good shape. Needs some tightening up, and I'll probably repaint/ stain it at some point, so sanding too ( it's a faded gray-blue, which doesn't match my porch.) I seem to be the beneficiary of a lot of his hand-me-downs! Lucky for me, he's very into quality and always has been ( we won't mention how I nearly swallowed my tongue at the 'great deal! 75% off!' price of a light fixture he got. Ahhh, the rarified air of high end interior design...)

I would recommend perhaps some sulking and then also some fun?

I'm having the apartment complex geek girl collective over to watch the BBC Three Musketeers (and share the cookies), which should be fun.

That does sound fun! And, oh, right, I meant to watch that for, I believe, the Eccleston.

I went to a prep school (boarding, but not me - my mother taught there), and until my senior year we had to dress for dinner - jacket and tie for boys, skirt or you could wear a blazer with pants for girls. The raggedy-ass outfits people put together that technically met the dress code finally drove them to reduce dressing to Mondays only in my senior year, and use tablecloths in the dining halls, and people would actually try to look nice, and it was sort of charming.

Chair: [link]

I'm on a bus! They're much less skeezy than when I last traveled interstate on one.

I am shocked every time it's brought to my attention that kids can wear shorts to school. Some people agitated for that in middle school, because hot, but there was no way. And my high school had a strict and specific dress code - pants down to the ankle, shoulders covered, no bandanas (because gangs), I forget what the rule was for skirts but I'm sure there was one, no hats indoors, etc.

Yay for the non-skeezy bus!