The latest

Went home for an extended weekend, and it was really good. I didn't feel too great so didn't spend much time outside, which is too bad because our backyard in Orchard Park is a real place of peace for me, an anchor in the world. But so it goes. Saw Chet, which was delightful. Karla and I went to Tandoori's, an Indian restaurant that's supposed to be fantastic, but I have to say I was disappointed. (I even like Diamond's ordered-from-the-menu food better.) Memories of India has spoiled me so, down there with its best food on the planet and all. Ohhh, sweet sweet palak paneer; truly ye must be the food of the gods.

I thought I had things to say here. Said things are eluding me now.

I pretty much wanted to come pack up the cats and move. I'll need money first, though. There's a development writer job open at UB, and that's what I do now, but it looks like it would be all the parts of this job that I hate and none that I like. And I'd have to do it for at least another year. But I'll apply, and we'll see. It could be better than I think.

I think I want to get away from writing somehow anyway. Away from the computer. How, well, good question. I'm accepting ideas. Contest! Come up with the next great career step for Cree. A logical one, too. I will not suffer ye cries of "giraffe medicine!"

MY SKILLS/TALENTS
writing, sorta
editing
reading
sleeping poorly
scratching kitties' noggins
drawing
party planning, kinda
taking the pictures
monkey haiku fashioning
guacamole making
finding the car I came in
finding shortcuts and alternate routes
going on vacation
staying awake at work
decorating baked things
laughing at the funny
being critical of movies and TV shows
being single
putting things off
eating out

I also like the pretty clothes. Just keep that in mind when you're deliberating. Nothing requiring ugly or restrictive clothing.

(Also no nudity. Sorry! I know!)

Oh, and many many MANY thanks to my kittywatchers. Y'all are the best.