Saturday
A small group of us went to breakfast this morning…. at 05:00. We had a good time. We left as the sun was preparing to climb above the slopes of the Wastach Mountains. Had to be back home and tucked snugly in our coffins before it crested, you know! I think that I made it to bed sometime around 06:30. I was asleep fairly quickly. Xena and Sissy, being cats, decided to frolic about the bedroom sometime this morning… I don’t remember when, but it was enough to awaken me a couple of times. They’re cute, but they still seem to think that I am supposed to operate around their schedule. Maybe I need to check the Cat Owner’s Manual on this one…

I slept in somewhat and then went about not doing much. It’s my day off; I’m allowed to slack. After a refreshing shower, I continued doing little. ::: bliss ::: Jess woke up a little later and I went into the bedroom to talk with her. Then it happened. I looked over at the dirty clothes basket… and there was Xena. That, in itself, wasn’t so bad. It’s what she was doing that mentally scarred me: She was nuzzling the pair of skivvies that I had discarded prior getting into the shower and then rolling around the floor. Then she’d do it again. And again. And again. And… well, you get the idea. I’d seen her (and/or Sissy) lie on the bed/pillows or jump on a pile of to-be-folded clothes, but this… *shiver* Where is that damned Cat Owner’s Manual?!?! Jess said that the look on my face was something along the lines of “That’s something that I didn’t expect to see and never want to see again.” Then she laughed. A LOT. And for a long time.

After I’d had a few hours to recover, I went by Adrian’s for a bit and then went to Borders… and spent about three hours getting some drawing practice. And then there was Saturday Night Bowling. Hoo-AH! My hook is still more inconsistent than I would like, but it’s developing nicely. Larry, Matt, and Monty bowled while Angie, Thom (Monty’s roommate) and Melissa (Thom’s gf) provided moral support. After the games, Larry, Matt and I headed to the V.I. for breakfast-type eats. Mya and Kate (two of the servers¹) were giving us some of the latest gossip. They also warned us about some of the “Do’s and Don’ts” of women’s fashion. It was funny.

Amusing Sites of the Day:

  • Things My Girlfriend and I Have Argued About I’m not going to even attempt to describe this one. The title pretty much says it all.
  • This one is a little… unusual. Some friends of mine have been talking about this site for a few weeks. The site is: True Porn Clerk Stories; it is the “diary” of, as the title suggests, a clerk in a porn store. This young woman, Ali, writes about the travails retail customer service in her store. You’d think that this would be a fairly dodgy subject, but the way that she writes is wonderful.

That’s it.

Peace.

¹ Instead of “waiter” or “waitress,” they use the generic term “server” here. I’m not sure if this is a Utah-ism, but I don’t recall hearing it anywhere else. One of the first times that my friend Joe came out here and we went to dinner, Restaurant Employee X came to the table and said that she would be our server. Joe, not missing a step asked “And, who is going to be our workstation?” She just stared at him blankly, mouth agape. (Joe works in networking/network security.)