scottobear | home again, home again, jiggity jig.

Newt met me at the door tonight, as usual. Lovey cat, so I picked his kitty-self up, and trotted him around the house, and then we plopped down here. He's currently batting at my necklace, and stanging on my lap. We're going to play paper-wad fetch, so I can write more effectively here. *lob* Newt heads for the ball, on the bed. he returns, drops the wad at my feet, and bolts off for another catch. *lob* repeat as needed. Saw Space cowboys with Robby tonight. I was pleasantly surprised, as I could lose myself to the film rather easily. (only a couple of bits I didn't like... I didn't even mind the old-man-tushie scene)

We went to the 50s diner, and all I had was a big-ol' cherry fountain coke and an english muffin. Peckish now though... probably going to have some total and yogurt. :) yum. No, strike that. I'm going to put magic shell on a frozen banana. yum+5. Robb's head was more there today, we hung out for a few hours at starbucks and los olas in general before catching the flick... nice and fun.

smoking greatly reduces your chances of jogging.