palindrome

Weird mood.



... going to bed, no more of this aimless wandering of cyberspace. Nothing entertaining has come of it this evening. (And the MST episode I tried to watch sucked too...)

Burnt hand. Ow.



It'll teach me to stay out of the kitchen where I don't belong...

Shits a wreck. The circles under my eyes tell of a good time (hopefully) had by all.

Note to self: NO ONE should try to 'whip up' a batch of hummus while under the influence. The kitties were playing soccer with garbanzo beans this morning.



I hope everyone else had a speedy recovery this morning.

I can't seem to take a hot enough shower at the new apartment. Seems the damn thing doesn't have a 'scalding' setting.

Nights alone are weird. Especially exceptionally nice ones like tonite.

I'm such a baby.

Mmm... best dinner I've made myself in ages. Instant mushroom broth with fresh shitakes, cellophane noodles, bean sprouts, and lots of chili oil. Its pretty base stuff, I know, but I'm one of those girls that avoids the kitchen like the plague. I didn't used to be that way - my mom is German, so I was all but raised in the kitchen. I wonder...
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I saw strange roadkill on my way to work today. Not garden variety possums and raccoons, like all of us from the South Bay are used to, but a deer, a barn owl, a duck, a jackrabbit, and a store-bought chicken. (Well, that wasn't really roadkill, but worth mention) It must be the moon, something. So thoughtless.... I've managed to never murder anything with my...
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I feel so uninteresting lately.

I think I used to have intelligent- sometimes even witty - things to contribute to conversation. Maybe its due to the fact that I'm not in school anymore, nor do I work with people that are particularly politcal, or artsy or intelligent, or of any interest at all, really. And my friends... well, theres hardly time for any of that...
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Sadness is...

... coming home to a messy apartment.

Bathtime.

Home is wonderful. Kitties are happy - they have more space than they know what to do with...Fig and I have gotten through our initial, obligitory bickering, and tonite we're sitting at home by ourselves with a bottle of bubbly and a roaring fire.

Life is good. The boy has turned into Martha Stewart (not in a blue-collar criminal way, but in an insane, house-wifey...
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Moving day tomorrow! That may mean no internet for awhile... I'm not sure how long that process will take. But I'm sure we'll have it up asap. (I can't sneak peaks at work either - they've installed spyware! Bastards..)
Figment will be here at some unspecified time tomorrow. I'm completely stoked about seeing her. Its been almost a year..
Thanks to Neko for being totally...
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I need to get on with my packing, but Anais has made such a cozy little spot on my lap, that I don't have the heart to move her. I only meant to take a five minute break, honest. (Fig!)

So I took a short drive this evening... I enjoyed the nice, balmy sunset. I realized that this may very well be my last springtime...
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