My cat is actually letting me work, which is rare for her, especially since I am currently surrounded by piles of papers on the floor. Normally, she'd be sprawled all over them, but she's instead sleeping on her condo. At least she's not sitting underfoot, meowing for attention.

I'm taking a Final Exam break. I have one question completed and another one halfway done. But, the long-form question (1000 words instead of 500) has yet to be tackled.

I think this might be a bit late, maybe done by 12:30 or 1 instead of 12:00. Oh, well, she's pretty easygoing and probably won't dock me for being less than an hour late with it. Then, I can go for my Sunday swim.

Up and puttering through breakfast and coffee, then off to church, then hopping the N Judah with our deacon to join up with our Pride Parade contingent. I have to get myself dressed and clear off room on my camera. Matilda's outfit has already been settled on; a classmate got her this dress for her last birthday, and with a purple velvet leotard underneath for warmth and either silver or pink sparkly slippers it will be just about ideal.

Also, we are going to have lunch with Nora and Tom today and actually have a conversation

I am looking forward to it a lot, I tell you what.

I've got to finish my coffee, then do some laundry and cleaning, work on writing a bit.

Then I 'm going to my girlfriend's house to work on and finalize some images and art for my webpage! Looking forward to that.

Then grocery store, some cleaning, and then back to work on writing until Leverage tonight.

Oh, and I'm getting Dan to move the printer from his desk to my desk. I use it more, and it's a PITA to run downstairs every time I need to print something out.

Drinking coffee, going to a cookout in a bit.

I went running and had a totally unhealthy pastry for breakfast.

The radio is playing Vienna Teng's song about the gay weddings in SF, which is totally appropriate for Pride Day. Have fun, JZ & Matilda!

Now I have to decide whether I'm going to write and then clean the kitchen & bake, or clean & bake and then write. Probably I should write last.

Write while whatever you're baking is baking, Consuela.

Actually, I could do that. I have cookies and blueberry bread to make.

I need someone to kick my ass this week, and tell me to do a half-hour of yoga a couple of times this week.

Sitting at the keyboard for hours upon hours is making me as tight as a drum, and I need to stretch out my back, and my mousing arm (INORITE?! Bwah!) before I hunch over into Huncherville and reignite the carpal tunnel I had when I worked for KU.

I went running and had a totally unhealthy pastry for breakfast.

This is me, except that I had French toast with maple syrup and butter instead.

A lot of writing going on today. I'm hoping to get some in as well.

Then I 'm going to my girlfriend's house to work on and finalize some images and art for my webpage!

Cool, custom images!