Sleeping in my salad

Well, sometimes I couldn't be more stupid. I really should know better than to have a big glass of strong tea at 8PM. Anyhoo, I finally got to sleep sometime after three. I would like to think my brain was being very productive during the three hours that I was tossing and turning, but I think the term "spinning my wheels" is more accurate.

Spent a lot of time thinking about how great my pals are despite my flaky nature.

Up around 7:30 or so, and the thankfully typically wonderful breakfast a-la Homie K was enjoyed by all. Was driving back south when it occurred to me that my wallet was still hanging on their coat rack. Uh-oh. At least I used the opportunity to figure out the non-19th way.

Very weary this afternoon, but went for a walk around the neighborhood and to the park. A-man loves the swings! Giggles and giggles. We also met a nice dog named Charlie. I placed a call to my beloved psycho therapy number, and then went in for dinner. Both were great.

Oh, for those of you that are listening, I prefer models and puppets to computer graphics too.