Yeah, sara makes me feel tired tonight. I'd actually like to be doing something productive, like unpack the last bookcase of books, but mac insists I stay in this room while he watches a movie on my computer. So I am watching baseball and folding sheets.

I DON'T WANT to have this much to do. It's just a matter of if I don't get this stuff done tonight, the weekend will be even more hellish.

Man, this dog is so physically pathetic. His hips are so bad when he first gets up that you support him with a towel slung under him. And he pretty much sleeps all day, or just lies around, observing. But when he's awake, he's got such a twinkle in his eye. When he saw me reaching for the treat bag, I swear he did that whole cute puppy face and headcock. He won't get up for it, mind you, but this is one mentally happy dog, given his limited ability to move. He pooped on the floor (they've got it covered in tarps with old throw sheets and carpet on top, so not a big deal,) but he would not look at me until I'd cleaned up the evidence, doing the whole shameface thing. Poor guy.

I'm fairly indifferent to dogs, but he really is a sweetheart. He must've been quite a charmer in his youth.

Huh, aside from historical things, I am not sure I'd think any business was still around in 25 years.

I nearly fell over recently when...who was it, P-C or DavidS?...said that the Pizza Joynt of my yout, in Hayward was still there.

Apparently, it is now closed, but it held on for nearly 50 years. Man, I loved that place. AND, it seems that a boy I had a mad, mad crush on in high school (before I could distinguish between the 'teams') played there for a while. Huh.

Did I mention that once I finish this banister project, my next step will be sanding the stairs and putting a new coat of sealant on them? Because the finish is so bad that the painters tape, which doesn't want to stick to hardly anything not my gloves pulls off the finish.

facepalm

It's not totally redoing them, just fixing where the nonstickytape pulled it off.

Sara, it's not like I don't have stuff to do. In this room alone:

Wash dishes, put away dishes, hang towel rod, hang clock, clean off counter, breakdown boxes.

I would really like to be in bed by 10 tonight.

aside from the fact that I LIKE my name

I never really liked mine, but felt no need to change it entirely, thus the hyphen. K= my dad's name, T= dexh's name, K-T= MY name!

sarameg, your industry humbles me.

Yikes. So much work, sarameg. I'm glad you found a good carpenter, though.

but...I want to look pretty right now, dangit!

Speaking of which, how did the haircut turn out?

So, any bets on whether or not my dilated pupils (eye appointment was today) will make the fancy lights at the dance club do interesting things? And should I try to put my contacts in, or say to hell with it and just wear my glasses?

And should I try to put my contacts in, or say to hell with it and just wear my glasses?

You've got cool glasses! Go glasses.

Your eyes should adjust back by the time you go to the club.