On a day like today

I ate food, and then I felt better.

Also, Aspen's party (what I attended of it) was a smashing success.

And Gordon got me a Keane poster! It's keen! Sorry, sorry. Please don't hit me.

Graduation makes me sad because all you mos are leaving. Bah. Stupid leavey mos.

And now Aspen is gone, and Ruty has already gone, and I am lonely.

The actual busy icon has an expression that is not AT ALL busy.

Moscow tomorrow . . .

Who am I to preach a word or two?

Ha! Unintended side benefit of creepy poking-through-window incident: talked to landlady on the phone . . . and she was the nicest/non-craziest she's ever been! Yay for crazy landladies being intimidated! And the kitty didn't yowl while I was talking to her, either, which I had feared. So there, crazy landlady. I violate the terms of my lease with impunity!
There is now a Nicole, and her internet is even working for the moment. We have no idea which network she's actually CONNECTED to, given that she's not on OURS, but it's working. w00t.
And I get to eat macaroni and cheese for dinner!

. . .

I am the saddest person alive.