Dan's still out of town which is a bummer. Kitty is being distant. I think she misses Dan.
Had a fine dinner with an old friend tonight and wound up watching Farscape. Dunno. I'm not a big sci-fi fan, and I think alien Muppets were pretty much a deal breaker for me.
Brought home a weird sf book by someone I've never heard of. Couldn't remember earlier who made me by the Greg Egan book years ago but, upon closer reflection, I think it was Half.
Matthew's bottle of Pantene still lives on in my shower. V. annoyed with it. Must wrap it in newspaper and hide it in the trash next Wednesday night so that garbagemen won't suspect I'm no longer the prettiest.
Considering going out tomorrow night. This would be something like the sixth time in my life I've gone out to the bar by myself, so it's pretty unlikely. Had a good time last Saturday night but, then again, why should I think I'd be lucky two weeks in a row?
