September 9th, 2004

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This morning I was drowsing in bed, not quite awake yet, and I heard this weird crackling/scratching noise. I wasn't sure what it was, but I was pretty sure it was Trout playing with something she wasn't supposed to.

Well, she was. She was scratching on the screen. From the outside.

All the screens were shut, so the only way she could have gotten outside was if she ran out while Cory was upstairs telling the neighbors to turn down their music. That was at 9:30 last night. So I'm pretty sure she spent all night outside! The poor baby. She came right in when I opened the screen up a little, and went right to her food dish.

Today is my day off. I might still go in to work because their acorn squash bisque is fantastic, and I want some. (I should just make my own!) Eh, who am I kidding, I won't leave the house at all today. :D I'm trying to convince Nicoal to come down so she can take the papasan which has been building up a pile of clothes on it since it's in the corner of the bedroom/in my closet doorway and I can't get around it. But I think we will be taking a rain check.
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I decided at the last minute to go up to Portland today. So I left at 10:30 with the papasan and some yarn and had a nice afternoon with solteronita. We went to Giuseppe's for some cheap pasta (Cory helped me eat my leftovers for dinner) and then we went to Yarn Garden and to Starbucks on Hawthorne and had some conversation. It was nice to catch up, even though we talk on AIM all the time so we really didn't have much new information for each other. BUT! Nicoal brought me back a cute little bottle of Nicaraguan rum! It's still in the glove box so I can't try it yet (Cory has the car). Oh well. Wine will do.

I went to Dad's house after I dropped Nicoal off and he wasn't there, so I went across the street to the neighbor's house to call his cell and figure out whether he was coming back. (I'd dropped by for awhile when I got into town and said I'd be back). I ran the risk of getting cornered by that neighbor and having to talk for an hour, which happened, but mostly because I had a nice 15 minute break where she answered the phone and had a nice conversation with the person. It was kind of rude.

So I'm home, and Cory's working late so I'm going to work on editing the captions for our photo albums. Yeehaw.

I wonder if 939 is OK.
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I'm sitting here with my glass of merlot working on the computer, very quietly, and all I can hear besides the dog sighing occasionally and a car here and there is a cricket. It's very soothing.