and a Happy Caturday to you, too.

Its Saturday. I'm at Greg's house, sitting up in his bed while he takes a shower. Although its the middle of the day, he just got up. He's been awake for a while, both of us sitting on his bed looking at the internets, but I'd already gotten up, did some reading, showered, and fetched coffee, tea and bagles.

We were out not-too-late last night for Toby's birthday. His party was at Denise's house ostensibly, but really, it was all about the back "yard". The "yard" is actually a large-scale architectural sculpture thingy. I don't know how to describe it exactly, its like the Watt's Towers or any other sculptural space, a life time work pieced together by a driven eccentric.

But that's not even the point. We'll discuss this "yard" later. For now, I just want to say its gray and drizzly outside. We're going to Kelley's, then to the optometrist, then I'm getting my legs waxed, and then we have a date. We = Greg and I. It is Saturday.

Fuck, I can't get the spell checker to work, and I know there must be spelling errors here. Sorry.

eh, stop it.

I have PMS. I start my period tomorrow. The sooner the better. I'm slightly crampy, slightly headachey, and would so rather be at home on the couch in my new footie pajamas, eating potatoes and watching Lord of the Rings. Can you feel me?

Well, here we are again.

Yeah, so, it was time. This is my new blog, and there are two rules: 1. must be simple, writing and photos only, and not a side note in a grander social network (ie Tribe, Friendster, MySpace, etc.); 2. said writing will be short. No novels. The second rule will be a chore. Ignoring my "profiles", on the other hand, comes quite naturally.


Its Sunday night, prematurely dark as far as my body's concerned, because daylight savings is over. Folks disparage daylight savings, say its materialistic and unnatural, but I like it. Try as I might to train myself otherwise, I'm just not a morning person, I don't wake up well and I don't go to bed early. But I like the day light, I prefer to be awake during the day, and I prefer the hours of the day to be adjusted to my schedule. What could possibly be more indulgent?


Tonight, since my inner clock is off, I will go to bed early.


Also, and unrelated, I just bought a vacuum. The MPAA rates films R when they depict "adult activities". Buying a vacuum is an adult activity, strictly R-rated.