Well, it was one of those mornings when my brain won't shut off while Lisa's working on me anyway. If I could've gone home and taken a nap, it would've been great. At least I got the majority of horse shipping stuff over with. Just one more buyer to go.

Teardrop and YesIAm, don't go getting uppity on me. I don't want to have to come slap you.

I'm going to drop the issue 'cause a certain someone is getting to be Miss Popularity. Deservedly so, of course.

Deb asked me what I wanted for dinner tonight. So we're having meat with a side of meat.

Deb and Jake's vacation may be moving. That's okay with me. There's period timing involved. That's a crucial issue for all of us. And they still haven't decided on where they're going.

I'm thinking about having a Where In the World Are Jake And Deb? contest. I'll give clues like, "Oh my god, Sara and I fucked 12 times between 3:30 a.m. and 6:00 a.m. this morning," and you can guess where Jake and Deb went on vacation.

My Google hits are still not bizarre enough to really brag on. But I find it interesting. I got hits for:

Indianapolis + Diaryland.com (I don't think I've ever even mentioned that city)

School+Girl+Uniform+Girls

and

Strong + Vaginal + Muscles.

Speaking of which, I went to CVS, and they were OUT OF BED PADS! Gah! I've only got one small-size left. I'm going to have to hit the grocery store tomorrow and see if they've got some. I could ask Deb to pick some up for me, but somehow that just seems tacky.

Mom gets home from the Amazon today. I'll have to call the house and see if she's there yet. I don't imagine she will be until late tonight, though.

More tomorrow when I'm not so wiped.