Mike, Rozo, Jeff, Katie and I consumed bevvies (I had one Carlsberg and you may all laugh, I feel quite hungover) and ate nommies and listed to live music last night at the Heritage. Who’d’a thunk we’d actually gerroff our asses and go out someplace?
Also yesterday Katie K called me up having read my facebutt post on my unemployment. People are being very civil to me about it and I’m finding it quite heartwarming. We had a lovely long chat and how good to hear her voice.
Today I’m going to make more lists, practice my mandolin. watch some Stargate Atlantis episodes, drink coffee, commune with my cat by waving long stalks of grass in front of her face and commiserate with my daughter about how the first day of her 11 days off is such a sucky day, as we have “BEACH” on our list of things to do and the weather is uncooperative. Also, trip to the Island at some point. Also, shopping trip to the US possibly. (I don’t actually intend to buy anything but I can always provide the wheels.)
Christ, gas prices.
Upgraded the MacBook’s OS to Snow Leopard yesterday. It was lengthy, but painless. This will hopefully stop all of my various programs from saying I’m running an outdated version of things. I can’t tell any difference but I suppose that’s the point. Everything seems to be working okay. I have to say I have been completely underwhelmed by the attitude of the MacStation employees when you walk into that store on Brighton…. their cold dead eyes, their complete lack of enthusiasm to see you. Impressive tattoos, though.
I have a deep deep hankering for doubles today from D Roti Shak. I will get some, but I think I’m also going to learn how. It’s a fried bread chickpea sandwich, how hard could it be?
I also have a deep hankering for more cinnamon buns, so I suppose after the dishwasher quits swishing and clanking I should fire up the breadmaker.
Jeff enjoyed my foray into chocolate chip cookies, but my brain is not enjoying chocolate at the moment so the next cookies will be Granny’s oatmeal cookies so we can both have something to enjoy. I am thinking of making them as refrigerator cookies so as to avoid having to cook a whole batch at once.
I introduced Miss Margot to Miss Kira yesterday morning. Margot came out to the front porch with me so I scooped her up and tossed her in the car. She attempted to jump up on the extremely slippery dash, with comic results, and then settled into the passenger’s side footwell with nary a cry nor peep. Kira was mewing like crazy as I came up to the door but it died in her throat when she saw Miss Margot, who dashed for the cat tree and then the entertainment system as likely places to hide. I fed Kira and when I called Margot she came out from the entertainment center (working her way through a bunch of loose wires, which looked pretty funny) and I picked her up and took her to Kira who sniffed at her thoughtfully but didn’t fluff her tail or make any noise. Margot growled like a watch ticking, so faint if I hadn’t been holding her I wouldn’t have noticed. Then I stuffed her back in the car, she got back in the footwell, and seemed very relieved to be at home when next I popped the door open. I find it interesting that she cries if she’s transported in a carrier, but not if she’s just in the car.