We have that captain's bed, msbelle. I couldn't sell it because I one of the boards had a hole in it when I opened it and I was too beaten down to go back to ikea.

We went to the Noah's Ark exhibit at the Skirball. It's a solid 90 minute activity (which is amazing for kids, if you think about it). And then we stayed and watched a circus performance troop.

Grace is now asleep and Noah is in bed, of his own volition. K has a belt test at Krav so I'm solo. I wonder what I can do with them this PM.

And, I want to admit it now, it's so much harder to go do things. Sometimes G and her equipment are an insurmountable obstacle!

The old dog likes to fuck with me. I now understand why my friends kinda freaked out when they'd find MK upstairs and he didn't wake up when you entered the room. Trajan is like that, cause he's deaf. But I patted him. Nothing. I shook him. Nothing. I shook him harder and grabbed his leg. He cracked an eye and sighed. Then he didn't want to leave the laundry room. So he turned and very deliberately fell into me and flopped on my feet, pinning me to the washer. This is at least 65lbs of dog; the washer was the only thing that kept me upright.

Dinner, then I start stripping.

Sylvester is meowing like he has lost his true love. It's over an hour before feeding time. SO ANNOYING. I am trying to refrain from screaming SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP at a cat. crazy, let me show you how.

I need to call the church in NY and the NPR station as well and stop the monthly charges to my credit cards. Fulfilling those pledges will just not happen this year.

Dinner, then I start stripping.

That sounds sexy, until one remembers your giant ass project.

2:35pm Already crazy hot upstairs. Gonna turn off the MBP to give the CPU a cooling and go outside in the pool to give me a cooling.

I am trying to refrain from screaming SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP at a cat. crazy, let me show you how.

After Oz just caught (and ate) a housefly in less than a minute of hunting, I walked into the dining room where Clio was asleep and told her she was fired as bug catcher.

I am having my car detailed. Pricy, but it has been that long and it is pretty filthy. The worst part is the wait.

Why do people bring their pets into food service establishments? You've got to know dogs aren't allowed in here and their health board rating could get dinged for it. I'm trying to imagine the coffee emergency that important. The barista did take her order, but made her wait outside for it. I hope she got tipped for the extra effort.

What ita said (the part about dogs in restaurants, not the part about car detailing).

Late-to-the-game ~ma to Seska for her house, Suzi for her cousin, and ND and Pix.

I am 2/3 of the way through student move-in, and I'm sunburned and stinky, but it was a successful day, all-around. Tomorrow should be much lighter. In a half-hour, I'm going to see Inception, so yay.

Ah, my car looks so much better. The big shell-out was to get the interior shampooed. And it's better off for it.

I even almost got my brows done. But that would be a little much accomplishment for the day. Plus the ladies in the salon lied about how long my wait would be. I think they were yelling at me as I left, but @@. Suddenly discovering you have someone to do my brows after 15 minutes of a five minute wait is a bit annoying.

And, as always, after I've driven off from the carwash I become convinced I didn't tip enough.