March 2nd, 2006

sleepy

THROW ME A BONE, I REALLY *AM* TIRED

I am so tired that it was all I could do not to crash when I got home, after finally leaving the office at 5 p.m. I propped my eyelids up with sheer willpower (which feels amazingly like bamboo spikes in this case) and did the necessary evening chores and routines to bring me to the closer side of bedtime.

I FINALLY got my butt in gear and made 2 appointments I've been not managing to get around to for MONTHS. 2 down, 2 to go.

My art table has been appropriated for a model motorcyle-building extravaganza so no finishing my collage page this week. Perhaps tomorrow, we'll see. Karin just asked me to come sit with her while she falls asleep. 5 bucks says I'll be found later, listing sideways drooling onto her pillow.

Questions for you: (feel free to answer any or all of them, or none, as your fancy takes you)

1. What magazines should I subscribe to? I currently get Smithsonian and Living. I want more.

2. 10-year anniversary presents for a man...I need some brainstorming...any ideas? I have a few, but am not quite pleased with them.

3. I'm getting my hair cut tomorrow...should I settle for the same old thing or do something drastic? Bonus points for photographic suggestions, bearing Barky's disposition in mind.

4. There was a dead fish in our aquarium this morning, a rather decent-sized one. I was in too much of a hurry to deal with it, and figured it could wait until we got home...but this evening there was NO sign of it. Could the other fish really have eaten the whole thing?? Edited to add: We found it later, well hidden under a plant (perhaps they were saving it for a snack later?) and it's now been permanently removed. Ew.