fancy poulty parts sold here, breasts and thighs and hearts.

A new class starts tomorrow: History of Rock Music.  If this isn't going to be interesting, I don't know what will.

We got a new futon off Craigslist.  It's funny how something so small (well, it's physically quite heavy and huge, but still) can make both of us so much happier.

Mishti may or may not be getting sick again.  I really hope she doesn't.  Poor little baby chinchilla.

I have old Suzanne Vega stuck in my head most of the time now.

My projects for now: redecorate and reorganize living room, learn JavaScript, and start drawing again.