put me to bed with warm chocolate cake

good things of the last few days:

longhand progress on novel while on the bus, and at home
characters whose company I am really enjoying

corn pudding, chilled peach soup, and warm chocolate cake with raspberry sauce at the campus club courtesy of my excellent soon-to-be-ex boss

catlove

DVDs of Deadwood S1 in between Sunday viewings of S3 eps...a spoilerphobe's nightmare, I realize, but I'm digging it

friends, distant and near


in other news:

still no job, though a number of possibilities hovering in that limbo place

sobbed until I gave myself a headache while watching Because of Winn Dixie, and while I am one of those people who can get teary at a picture of tigers at play (as an example), the movie was only the thinnest excuse for the weepy catharsis

sleepy most of the time, which is a sure sign of me not wanting to deal

it's been upwards of 100 degrees f for the past 24 days here, with no real rain