You know, when I was in college and anything got all saggy through the crotch, we referred to it as webbed knees. So now it's high fashion?

Gah. Days off are supposed to be fun.

Instead I've gone to a work-related meeting, and discovered that it would cost me more to repair my dryer than to replace it. Except I'm supposed to be an environmentalist, so I should probably repair it. And use the clothes line I finally strung in the back alley.

Bah.

Timelies all!

Mmm, pie. I have nothing else, sorry (I am rather sleepy)

I want a tricorn hat. Not a tiny one, mind you. A *manly* one. But I still want a tricorn hat.

Come up to San Francisco sometime before Christmas and get one at the Dickens Fair. If you come up some November weekend before Thanksgiving you can crash the workshops and get one at close to wholesale.

(I suppose I could offer to do it myself and send it to you, but that would entail no Sean in San Francisco, and what fun is that? Come north! Come north!)

There is another good thing about getting ready to be off of work for a few days other than not working--getting things cleaned off my desk I should have cleaned off weeks if not months ago. The garbage ladies are going to have a very heavy bag to take out of my trash bin tonight!

Now I just have to stop by WalMart on the way home for stuff I should have bought a week ago, and then home to start my laundry and cleaning my apartment in preparation for Mom coming up on Sunday.

You know how I was going to clean a room a day for the past week? Well, it didn't happen. Some hardcore cleaning tonight and then tomorrow night after working at the bookstore, and I should be done by the time she gets here early Sunday afternoon.

Instead I've gone to a work-related meeting, and discovered that it would cost me more to repair my dryer than to replace it. Except I'm supposed to be an environmentalist, so I should probably repair it.

A new dryer may be more efficient, particularly if it has a moisture sensor and a cool-down period, both of which save energy. The price of scrap metal is such today that the old dryer will almost certainly be recycled.

So I casually mentioned to a friend that I was trying to decide if I wanted another cat or not. A few days later she let me know that another friend's ex was trying to get rid of one of his cats, because he doesn't love the cat. Anyway, he just sent me a kind of passive aggressive message on Facebook asking if I was interested in the cat...but maybe he shouldn't give away the cat because he's worried that his other cat (which he likes) might miss her, because they're brother and sister. I already thought this guy was a total douchebag, but now this just confirms it. Who commits to a pet and then give it up because he can't return it's affection? Who splits up littermates? What kind of jackass is this guy? Anyway I am torn between telling him off and telling him to stick with his goddman committments, and rescuing this poor unloved cat from this jackhole.

The thing is, jackhole aside, I am not sure if I want another cat. I think Clio might like a companion, but I am very happy with one cat. I am not sure how to respond to him.

A new dryer may be more efficient, particularly if it has a moisture sensor and a cool-down period, both of which save energy. The price of scrap metal is such today that the old dryer will almost certainly be recycled

Hmm, that's promising.

What kind of jackass is this guy?

Total.

Not a tiny one, mind you. A *manly* one.

It's not the size of the tricorn, it's what you do with it...