scottobear | twenty-ninth scroll, sixth verse

I really like how Newt rushes to meet me at the door, and gives me a "welcome home" meow when my key turns in the lock. He really brightens my day.

Thrum-thrum-thrumming in the core of my being... Heavy bass lines turned up to 11? Is my sweetie moshing somewhere, and I feel it? it's not a physical feeling more than a spiritual one.

This weekend is laundry weekend. If I get the gumption, it will be tomorrow, first thing, bright and early.

Saw spiders all over the place this morning, in the back yard especially.

I called nordis today, and Brian mentioned that he was just looking for my phone number to call me. We spoke, and he said that they're reevaluating their finances, to see if I can be hired on. I'm going to call back on Tuesday with the hopes that they've gotten things in order and are interested in taking me on as an employee.

Meantime, I'm hooking up with a headhunter to seek out other gigs for me.

Highly entertained by the forced perspective images at Parking Spots. Perhaps I'll contribute something like that... I wouldn't mind applying the same technique to some of my other toys, too.