Day of rest?

I have to go grocery shopping. Ugh. Which means I need to make a list, or I will take home useless things like Glade Plug-In Refills and tubs of chicken hearts. Well, okay, not really.

My apartment is nasty. My "new" carpet is industrial-grade-cheap and pieces of fuzz are everywhere. Jams up the vacuum. Ugh. Bathroom = scary. Laundry = piling up.

It's humid. But maybe I'll drive Toulouse to the store. After I shower.

...which could be a while.

Gargamel still wins!

Gargamel being my white Nissan. It is way better than Toulouse. I don't like the way Toulouse drives. I have CD player envy, though, so maybe Gargamel will get a CD player for his birthday.

I got groceries. It seems like I only got a few things but it still cost $90. Of course, lots of 'spensive things like cat litter and eye drops and weird stuff like that. No laundry done. No vacuuming. Dishes are done, though.

Going to see Cats and Dogs in half an hour or so, which will be cool I hope. I have a bag of swedish fish to smuggle in. I love them, and the movie theatres here don't sell them. Poo on them!

Having a bad day in Meanieland. Perhaps I'll elaborate tomorrow.

He can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart.

Cats and Dogs was obviously written by dog people, for dog people. Few cat scenes. Cats dumb and bad. Idiots.

I'm trying to ebay a Penny doll (limited edition Hong Kong release) and I have 3 hours left. Someone's going to snag it at the last minute, I'm sure, but I doubt I'm staying up. Cross your fingers for me!