Crazy sunshine...who can't get enough?
Oooh! *raises hand ala Hermione* I can. I've had enough and I'm quite enjoying this really nice cloudy and cool weather.
So. Yes. I realize this may be one of the last blogs any of my loyal readers may see before they all leave me behind on their ab-fab vacation. I guess I'll just have to blog everyday while they are gone and then when they get back they will know how it feels to have to catch up on someone who is blog-crazy. Yes. *staples fingers in evil fashion and laughs maniacally*
So I delivered a resume today. I had to sit and fill out this super-boring application that just asked for all the information that was on my resume already. I hate it when they do that. Why would they want to waste their time anyway, reading the same thing that will be on the resume? Hm...
Last night I had some wacked out dreams. I had watched like 7 episodes of
Naruto (because there's this one part where the mission lasts 14 episodes) and then three chapters of a really good HP fanfic, so I had dreams that I was like this wizard ninja. It was pretty kick-ass and Draco was in my dream too, looking hot as always. *smooches to Draco* I had some other wacked out dreams too, but I had such a headache when I woke up this morning that I can't remember them. I took a mega dose of Advil and zonked out for another few hours. There went my ambitions for a morning run (again).
Took Yuki to the quad across the street and let him loose. We played for quite a bit, until both of us were out of breath, dirty and sweaty. Good times, good times. He misses his mommy though. *is guilting Nailz* He wouldn't even sleep with me last night, so I slept in my room with the cat instead. Oro has picked up this habit of sleeping under the covers, beside my waist. It is strange, yet nice and warm on these cool nights. Bad thing is, he will start washing himself in the middle of the night and include me too. There's nothing quite so disturbing as waking up to a scratchy-tongue bath. Ick.
So I think that's about it...Oh! I went on a mad cooking/baking spree last night. I made myself some rice with hamburger (better than Hamburger Helper, if you ask me), but I had hamburger left over, so I added taco seasoning and put it in the fridge for tacos tomorrow night. Then I made banana bread and cornbread muffins, and made some bread/cracker crumbs for later baking/cooking uses. Then I had this scary argument with myself over who had made all the dirty dishes: Clare or clare? clare won and Clare ended up doing all of the dishes (about two dishracks full) by herself. clare wouldn't even put on some music for me, the bitch.