Nesting in a warm, wooly maus-nest...

I'm enjoying my quiet Sunday afternoon...

I got abducted by my friend Lakesha last night, and ate sushi and cake and ran around buying books and beat-up on-sale videotapes. (I found a marked-down copy of Roald Dahl's "The Witches." I'm a lucky creature, oh yes I am.)

Today? Feeling verrrrry lazzzzzy...I got invited to an Imbolc party tonight with Ben and Petey. I love them so, but I don't really feel like a party today. Even though they have curry. And a few x-mas presents from other friends I haven't gotten yet. And tea. Dammit, I may have to go, huh? Why did they have to have this thing on a Sunday, anyway? I have nerve-wracking stuff to do tomorrow; I'm not in a party mood...

Some of that involves still waiting for the MIA's decision...they hadn't decided yet on Friday. I'm looking around for other job postings in case they decide no for some reason. And tomorrow I should put in my "I have jury duty, you'd better have someone ready to cover for me" e-mail to the scheduler. At least now I've gotten a kind of Zen about the job hunting and the jury duty...for the one, I'm doing what I can, and for the other, well, you can't fight City Hall...and any reason to make the Inferno pay for me sitting and knitting is a Good Thing:)

so there you are, so far as I know...

suprise, suprise...I'm at the party...

At least it's kind of quiet. No, it's really not bad at all; I was just feeling grouchy and hormonal. I'm still a little grouchy and hormonal, but the kitties here are helping with that, purring and snuggling and headbutting me for pets. It's hard to be grouchy with a big gray cat giving you beeseeching looks and making little inquisitive "Prrt?" noises.

Ben and Petey are letting me play with the laptop before dinner...Ben's hand-grinding curry since he ran out of the other stuff. There are warm candles and yellow and orange snacks. Tangerines in a bowl. Intoxicating smells coming from the kitchen. Cheezy poofs. Dried apricots. 89.3--the Current, playing an indie James Bond theme...

Okay, being Out of the House again isn't *all* bad... heh, actually I'm being spoiled rotten.
*munch munch munch*