So here's a brief rundown.
The dog and the cat now are cyborgs, as they have an identifying chip implanted in them. (okay, maybe not cyborgs, but it's still funny). Took three hours to get said chip, and the puppy is conked out hard because it was such a busy day.
The garage continues slowly.
This is the first time in my life that JP2 isn't the pope anymore. (More on this later, I've got a few thoughts. I am a child of a lapsed Catholic...)
Speaking of that, my parents had their 28th wedding anniversary today (April 2). Not bad for high school sweethearts.
Judging by the highly favorable reaction to Sin City by my peer group, I'm thinking I ought to see that movie.
I need to go to Best Buy and purchase a keyboard. Maybe tomorrow, or this week sometime.
I need to write.
And at the core of it all, something I found myself remarking to tropism the other night. Despite all the chaos and work and tiredness, I'd describe my mood state as "mostly stable". Which is shockingly surprising.
It just means I'm boring and don't get much commentary. ;)
That does it for this edition of "random flotsam from kat's head". Good night.
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