This week­end: Kim and I were sick mon­keys.  I slept for some­thing like 13 or 14 hours Sat­ur­day night and was still groggy and out of it.

Buffy: nearly fin­ished watch­ing the final sea­son.  It is funny to see the dif­fer­ence between Spike/William as the mamma's boy in the 1800's ver­sus Spike as the tough punk in mod­ern day.  Also, Andrew is shap­ing up to be a good, if per­pet­u­ally annoy­ing, character.

Work: Lantronix sucks my ass.

Food: We went to the Lauro Kitchen.  While the wait was a bit long, the food was absolutely amaz­ing.  We also went back to the Chop­sticks on Hawthorne.  I got a giant bowl of happy-good-shell-fishy soup with a built-in bun­sen burner to keep it warm.  Also: I now have a waf­fle iron with reversible plates so it can dou­ble as a George Fore­man style grill (if I ever go insane and start think­ing it would be a good idea to cook my meals on a George Fore­man style grill.)

Cats: In an unex­pected action, Ebenezer jumped into the shower with me this morn­ing.  The Pre­cious has pee'd on one of my new floor pillows.

Books: I am almost fin­ished with the Lemony Snicket Unfor­tu­nate Events book 4.  Also, I have been re-reading (if that is the cor­rect term for a book I read when it first came out in hard­back a num­ber of years back and am now lis­ten­ing to on audio­book) William Gibson's Pat­tern Recog­ni­tion at work.  Nor­mally, I can­not con­cen­trate on both doing work and lis­ten­ing to an audio­book, but it seems that in a “re-read” sit­u­a­tion, it all works out.

I am sure there is a lot I have for­got­ten, but that is okay.  Time for some food, the last of Buffy, and bedtime.

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