Spacey

This morning I had a fantastic lesson in Be Here Now. I was running a little late, and trying to get ready for work faster so I could walk up the hill slower because it's just-so-damn humid and ugh. I popped my morning Cipro pill in my mouth and instead of telling me to take a swallow of my drink, my brain took a short vacation and I chomped down on the pill. I have never, no never in my life, tasted anything so vile and bitter. Not even those damned Lupini beans were so awful. It took two tooth-brushings and some swishing with mouthwash before I could even stand to close my mouth. I can still taste it a bit on the side I used to bite down. That shit was nasty, people.

Hey, mckitterick, lookit what slinka happened to mention on her LJ today:



Almost two years after the first plans were announced, construction has finally begun on Spaceport America. It's in New Mexico, even. I've always wanted to live in the desert southwest...maybe they're hiring?

Last night we said our 'byes to starstraf and Pooch at a big farewell dinner. There were a gob-zillion of people there and my head is still ringing a bit from the loud conversations. It was like being in a bar! Craziness. It was nice to send them off with such a large show of support. Good luck in D.C., y'all!

Lots of happy socializing this weekend--friends and family (not my family, but close 'nuff). I'm looking forward to it, and the motivation to tidy the house. Things are starting to encroach on living space again. Time to Put Stuff Away!