I wanted three little cowrie shells to use as sig-files both for blog decoration and for guestbook deposits. I sung "I want a little cowrie all my own" as I made them a couple of days ago. One of the cowries has light print on it and is light yellow for use on darker profiles. I used to make a lot of pressies for MSN Groups and to use when signing guestbooks. It is a skill that has transfered from Paintshop Pro to GIMP, and like riding a bicycle, one never forgets.
My apartment is a wreack. Fortunately, I am set up for Shabbos. I need to get some kitty litter and deal with the cat litter pans before sundown. I do not have to wash my hair or catch a quick bath. I just have to heat up the soup and the vegetables. That will make life easy.
I have no lunch invite for Shabbos. That is disappointing but it has to happen. Sometimes lunch invites just happen at schul. I don't want to ask the Chessed Committee for a slot. Random home hospitality is just that random. The schul serves snacks and I can walk home and walk back for afternoon services if I feel motivated. Right now I'm not one bit motivated.
I think I am tired. I am not immune to exhaustion just because I believe in caffeine and don't believe much in sleep. I am too dazed to do a lot of things I normally do with enthusiasm. That is a shame but so it goes. I'll catch up on sleep tonight. I have a lot of books to read in bed if I want something to do.
It is sunny out and close to eighty degrees. That should make the trip to get cat litter pleasant though hauling a ten pound bag of the stuff back from either the MARTA station of the supermarket is never much fun. Sorry, it's just not.
I also need to set up site fighting, at least at ZOID. I think I can do that before the sun sets. The weird part is I'm sitting on my rear and fantasizing about being rushed. Well, it beats actually being rushed when you think about it. Besides, I need to write.
