Not much to say on this non-toxic, ordinary day...
So I got up today and cleaned the apartment, with timeshaper's help. I even moved my bed and vacuumed under it. I found two lost scrunchies and discovered the source of the odd metallic noises in my room--an empty soda can that had been entertaining Ganon. My bathroom is duly scrubbed, the kitchen is clean (Dana's doing), the living room is straightened up. Dana vacuumed, and my room is, well, as clean as my room ever gets. I cleaned up the minor disasters Ganon has created with his frolicking on my altar. Looks like, once again, I must give up keeping a permanent altar due to the antics of a cat. *le sigh*
pooka_madness, calhin and I went to the airport today to pick up my mom. I had recruited them to help me out with the whole driving thing (by which I mean keeping me company and calming me down if I started to freak out over not knowing where I was going.) We went, we got Mom, we stopped to get dinner, and we came back. Mom took off with the car (she's going to get up at 8 and go get my grandmother because, well, it's 8 am, and Georgeann booked a very silly flight time to arrive at O'Hare at 10 am, where you have to fight the morning rush hour traffic to get there! And she decided to reprieve me of that. Yay for my mom!)
Pooka and I came back and watched the last three episodes of Season 1 of Alias. It was good. I enjoyed it.
Dana left me a message while I was out saying we needed to have a "nice, long chat." I am confused and bothered by this, especially as I won't really have time to talk until Sunday, what with my whole family being here for graduation. I mean I guess all I can do is wait. Blah.
Off to finish my conversations with shoecollar and sgreenwell, I guess, and then bed. Up early tomorrow.
The skin on my forehead is sore, tight, and prickly. I do not like this sensation. Also I am entirely too warm.
pooka_madness, calhin and I went to the airport today to pick up my mom. I had recruited them to help me out with the whole driving thing (by which I mean keeping me company and calming me down if I started to freak out over not knowing where I was going.) We went, we got Mom, we stopped to get dinner, and we came back. Mom took off with the car (she's going to get up at 8 and go get my grandmother because, well, it's 8 am, and Georgeann booked a very silly flight time to arrive at O'Hare at 10 am, where you have to fight the morning rush hour traffic to get there! And she decided to reprieve me of that. Yay for my mom!)
Pooka and I came back and watched the last three episodes of Season 1 of Alias. It was good. I enjoyed it.
Dana left me a message while I was out saying we needed to have a "nice, long chat." I am confused and bothered by this, especially as I won't really have time to talk until Sunday, what with my whole family being here for graduation. I mean I guess all I can do is wait. Blah.
Off to finish my conversations with shoecollar and sgreenwell, I guess, and then bed. Up early tomorrow.
The skin on my forehead is sore, tight, and prickly. I do not like this sensation. Also I am entirely too warm.