25 and sleepy? Sign me up!

A snippet from an IM chat with friend Valerie today:

Me: Check out this message that just got through my Gmail spam filter: "Hi! I am tired today. I am 25 y.o. girl that would like to chat with you."

Valerie: awesome
hee
I know how much you like tired girls

Me: Every good solicitation starts with an expression of fatigue.

You guys might not know this...

...but I am SO an industry notable.

Have a great weekend, all.

Meet Ruby!

She's my new niece, and my only goddaughter! Weighing in at a healthy 7 pounds, 5 ounces, she's the first kid for my sister Stacy and her husband, Jamey.

Thank you, Wikipedia.

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I plan to use this pronunciation from now on.

Ah, much better.

Our recent trip put me up two whole percentage points. Well that, and remembering that I honeymooned in Greece. Still a lot of room for improvement.

Well good news. I finally got my bag, which had been waylaid at Heathrow for weeks (with my camera inside). Fun stories of international intrigue to come next week.

Have a great weekend, all.

The house just isn't the same without her.

For those who haven't heard, we lost a beloved family member today.

Our younger cat, Callie, recently suffered sudden kidney failure. Today, we learned that all the vet's best efforts over the past four days were having little effect, and Callie's condition was bound to take a turn for the worse. So we put her to sleep just before noon today.

I'm not sure what to write about. The intense grief of losing a healthy 7-year-old cat? The anger we feel that it might have been caused by contaminated food that was never recalled? Or on the upbeat side, the fact that Callie's adoption in 2000 was the first good excuse I came up with to visit Karen's apartment back when I had a crush on her?

How about I just say this:

She was wonderful, and I miss her very much.