this weekend culminated in
cleaning hubbard hardcore,
eating alot of seafood, which included
the first time i've killed my food prior to eating
the flea market with sam, who i feel understands
to some degree what me and mick are saying half
of the time, and can respond to both of us-
ie micks wierd man grunts and my often sqeaky aboobadoos.
and of course i ended up doing barsons' dishes for whatever reasons
at 2AM - with little cortes/bagheera constantly running around my feet and mewing for attention
(aka we took isis and cortez to their homes this weekend, kinda sad)
also, buying the coffee maker we've wanted, jones soda holiday drinks
(anyone remember last years?)
i also like that my life is silly enough that i knew today why the joy of cooking (to some, the "JOC") looks different
this year, and the history of its publication.

anyways, excited about xmas...and work to do this week ...
woot.