Dude, Loki and Pumpkin get too close and a washing session ends up in wrestling. And me up at 5:30.

(cue washing just turned into wrestling.)

Besides, I'm comfy.

I've got one between me and Bob on the couch, mouthing off. And the other at my feet (I'm on the chaise part of the couch...I love my couch!).

If tonight is like recent nights, the mouthy one will be upstairs with us intermittently being mouthy, and sleeping on my chest when I'm on my back, throughout the night. And the foot of the chaise cat will stay on the foot of the chaise.

Shortly I will turn the thermostat down from 67/68 to 61 or so.

Yeah. So. I finally got home about half an hour ago. THE HEAT WON'T COME ON. Seriously? But you know what? I don't give a shit. It's not that cold, I have on two layers and am under my covers and will survive the night just fine. Being cold is preferable to me right now to having to call someone. I want no human contact (present company excluded, of course). I just want rest. I'll call in the morning.

But, really? What a crappy run it's been since Christmas Eve, relative to normal for my life, anyway. So all I could muster when I got home to no heat was grab the tin full of treats, snuggle under my covers, eat, and catch up on the 'net, because that's just about all I care to do.

And in news (mostly) not about me...

I think Russell Brand is kind of sexy.

I do, too, but I'm not entirely sure why.

amyth, that's a hell of a week!

Kate - yikes, that's weird and scary. Any more insight on what it was yet?

(I like Jesse's UFO idea.)

I read that as Jesus's UFO idea.

Sorry about the crappiness, Jen! Hope things look up in the days to follow.

Thanks, and I totally know they will!

I meant to say, thanks for all the ~ma. My mom is doing OK. Seeing a specialist tomorrow, so we may know more soon. Treating it as pneumonia right now. A good outcome there is truly all I really care about; the other stuff is just ten times more annoying because of the underlying actual thing I'm really worrying about, of course.

Time for some comfort TV to put my brain to sleep.

Boo crazy weeks. just Boo!

my mood is dropping dramatically and I am only 2 days off from what has been the rough two weeks of the past few months. Tomorrow I need to call psych offices to get an appt next week. I figure if I go in when I am bad then when meds work they will be able to tell. I just hope I get out of bed before noon tomorrow. I guess I should g to bed now then, since I am tending towards 12 hours of sleep a night right now.

msbelle, you need a break and fast. I wish I were closer and more effectual than internet hand-flapping.

I think Russell Brand is kind of sexy.

So do I, but I'm not entirely sure why.

For me, this talk show clip had a lot to do with it. The ability to do a spontaneous comic riff on Chomsky, apparently, turns my knees to jelly.

Ouch, msbelle, that's a hard one. I don't know how big your area is, but you might see if the precinct in your hood has a local officers, maybe some who go to schools, etc. We had an officer who basically was assigned to our school; if you could find someone like that and try to establish a relationship w/ him/her, and get a CYA pre-emptive strike going on, it might be a good thing.

NYE party tomorrow night. The house is PRETTY ready; we will still have a full morning of Getting Shit Done, but my friends H&L are coming up with their 8 yo boy and 11 yo girl that M hung out with last NYE and for a weekend in the Ozarks this summer. M is super-psyched.

So they'll get here by three, which means H and I can run to the store and pick up the food, and I can make brownies, get all the food stuff ready while the kids play and are supervised by Dan and L, who will probably end up playing Wii themselves or playing guitar. Which I am FINE HAPPY DANDY YAY with.

The girl will play until J, another girl and her buddy, arrives with her parents a little later, or she will help us make brownies or I will give her free range on Netflix on the laptop and with my nail polishes if she get bored with her bro and M. I mean, not FREE range, but yanno.

They are staying until mid-afternoon Sunday, and then M's baby cousin is coming over for a visit Sunday night, and I get to get M's stuff ready, as we go back to PA on Monday morning at 10:50am. He doesn't even want the subject brought up, and told me this evening that if it weren't for his little brother, he would want to live here all the time. Which made me happy and sad, all at once.

FWIW I've been told that none of the Jersey Shore cast members are actually FROM New Jersey. Which makes it even MORE irritating to me.