Just gettin' my shit together

Well, so far I've spent a lot of this weekend just getting my shit together, doing random chores and cleaning. ( And here's why...  )

bluechromis came over for a while today--she caught me running frantically towards home as I was trying to get there before her after waiting forever for the bus--pretty funny! We ate roasted chestnuts and had a great talk, including (as always) sex tips. Yay for passing things on, and yay for things to try out! She invited me to dinner, and it was tempting, but I decided to stay here and eat leftovers, fold laundry, do dishes and generally Be Good. Well, the place is pretty clean. So now I have around four hours to stretch and then be productive/creative in some way... hmm, the blank evening stretcheth before me like the proverbial blank sheet of paper. What to write, what to do?

I would work on condo shopping if it weren't for the sad likelihood that the condo ain't happening until HLM gets a job. Very sad, that... I just never knew they counted current income so heavily in the decision process of handing out mortgages. But ( they do, damn them. )

And Ian Anderson on the stereo sings Stay with me and learn the secret language of birds. Um, if you'll keep singing to me in that voice, I do believe I will!