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caitriDark cool morning with rain, just like I like it. Woke up to knock on door as landlord took a wild hair to come plant a tree on the lawn.
No, seriously. Cos hey, it's a Sunday morning and raining, why wouldn't you want to plant a tree?
Don't get me wrong, I love trees. Even skinny looking little Charlie Brown trees of indeterminate species. It's the waking up on a SUNDAY after a really long week of being sick and then making up for it part.
Anyhow. Scott and I went to The Village Cafe for coffee and quiche. We both brought work but were too ADD to get anything done. Instead got into a mock-argument over the credentials of the Washington Post (I maintain it's a neoconservative rag; Scott maintains it's "really only two of the editors who are like that"--I shit you not).
Now we're home and Scott's listening to football. Alleria *really* wants to go play outside but she's already had lots of quality jumping into the mudpuddle fun so far. Poor puppy.
I should go write something, preferably academic. But I prefer to grouse on lj instead. It's going to be one of those days.
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Sidewaysedly, still contemplating Friday's Dollhouse. Anyone else creeped out that the theme was LITERALLY taking over women's bodies? I heart Joss.
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GRATUITOUS REMINDER TO LOCALS:
Sea of Mud exhibit opens at work on Friday. Be there or be, uh, um, just come okay?
No, seriously. Cos hey, it's a Sunday morning and raining, why wouldn't you want to plant a tree?
Don't get me wrong, I love trees. Even skinny looking little Charlie Brown trees of indeterminate species. It's the waking up on a SUNDAY after a really long week of being sick and then making up for it part.
Anyhow. Scott and I went to The Village Cafe for coffee and quiche. We both brought work but were too ADD to get anything done. Instead got into a mock-argument over the credentials of the Washington Post (I maintain it's a neoconservative rag; Scott maintains it's "really only two of the editors who are like that"--I shit you not).
Now we're home and Scott's listening to football. Alleria *really* wants to go play outside but she's already had lots of quality jumping into the mudpuddle fun so far. Poor puppy.
I should go write something, preferably academic. But I prefer to grouse on lj instead. It's going to be one of those days.
~~
Sidewaysedly, still contemplating Friday's Dollhouse. Anyone else creeped out that the theme was LITERALLY taking over women's bodies? I heart Joss.
~~
GRATUITOUS REMINDER TO LOCALS:
Sea of Mud exhibit opens at work on Friday. Be there or be, uh, um, just come okay?
