if only it can contribute to rent

I think that cricket has taken up residence in my place now. While I haven't seen it since last nights futile attempts to squish said cricket, something happened tonight to make me think it's still around.

I was laid across the couch, talking to Mr. San Diego via instant messenger. In the corner of my eye, I saw Adira get up and jump on the dining room table to stretch out and take a nap. A few minutes later, she flew straight up in the air and did a complete flip before landing on the table again. Then she spent about ten minutes looking for something. My guess is the cricket jumped on her and scared the crap out of her. At least she made a better effort to try and catch the cricket (unlike the snoozing fat ass).

Unfortuantely, her efforts appeared to be in vain. I don't think she ever came close to catching something. And for all I know, she just had a freaky dream. But I never have seen her do that to such an extent before in her lifetime. Finally, she has not returned for another nap on the table.

warm fuzzy feeling

The last few Saturday nights, Fox Sports Net Arizona has been running "classic" football games. All but one involved the University of Arizona (the other Arizona State University). Tonight is last year's duel in the desert (Arizona State University v. Arizona). Every year it's played at the other teams home field. Last year was in Arizona Stadium, and was a bright light to an otherwise dismal season, especially upsetting the ranked Arizona State team that should have kicked Arizona's tail into next year.

Why is the duel in the desert such a big deal? The territorial cup of course. It was first awarded in 1899, lost for decades, and re-discovered in 2001. That makes it the oldest trophy still around in college football (in case that ever becomes a trivia question).

And yes, these classic games were Arizona wins. Nothing like such a situtation to bring back the warm fuzzy feelings.

Making my list, checking it twice

I'm notoriously horrible about forgetting some important grocery supplies unless I have a list. Then about half the time I leave the list at home. The most used reason is that the living room table where I make my list is on the other half of the room where my purse is, so the list doesn't always make it in the purse. But I can usually remember almost everything later if it had been written down (forgot only one item a few days ago).

So in the great spirit of listmaking, here's my list for the weekend:

Must be done Saturday:
- two day experiment timepoint from Thursday's experiment
- take care of the mice that didn't get done yesterday

Other things to do:
- laundry
- get the coffee I forgot the other day
- find a copy of "Suspect Zero"
- get a haircut
- get the oil changed for my car
- load and run the dishwasher
- get some more vodka

Darn it!

I collapsed into a deep sleep about ten minutes before he sent me an e-mail saying that he made it home. Won't know about work situtation until next week. I'll keep my fingers crossed and hope that we can still get together. Miss him already.