flushing time

I spent ninety minutes on Second Life last night and... liked it. Curse you, randomdreams, for having the knack of finding fun in that vast, candy wasteland.

Tonight: come up with a transition timetable and discuss with Nibs. My deadline? Shrink appointments. This could be intense.

I think I finally have enough drying racks, one per bedroom. ¡Viva IKEA!

I must, must, must get back on Goldiebike. I'm afraid to get on a scale.