It only took me fifteen months to get around to taking down 2003's "temporary Valentine's Day design."It's installed, with a photo that might, or might not, be temporary. (Never again shall I be more specific than that when it comes to designs on this site!) Behold the thickness of my Librarian Chic Glasses … which I hardly ever wear out in public. (Tree reflections in glasses are courtesy of Brian & Suzan's backyard.)

I'd like to get a friend to do a quick photo of me this weekend without the glasses, but given the massive socialization we've got planned, that may or may not happen. You may be stuck with a photo of my coke-bottle-squinting self. You'll adjust. There are drugs that can help.

Changes worth noting: … none, really.

Changes I feel like noting because I had to code them: I've returned the "recent entries" list to the front page. For those of you obsessive enough to feel that you must see ALL of my rantings, congratulations, we're practically married, and it's time for your sorry ass to help out with the mortgage and cat-care. (Tenzing demands fealty. Pony up, damn you.)

Issues: more than you can possibly imagine.

SITE issues: there are a few pages buried deep down in the site that need tweaking. I'll tinker with them eventually.

I've also taken the 'now listening' section down and replaced it with a feed from audioscrobbler, which I've been tinkering around with for some time. It's still not updating quite like I'd want, but I can work on that in my spare time. I used DoSomething before, which was clean and easy, but the plugin wasn't being updated any more. I've been playing with audioscrobbler for a while. I love what they're doing—enough to prompt a small monthly donation on my part—and the statistics AS provides have been interesting, to say the least. My user info can be seen at audioscrobbler.com/user/domesticat/.

I told you my taste in music was plebeian. Not to mention odd. Recommend me something new to listen to! Don't make me break out Kevin Gilbert again. I have my weapons, and I'm not afraid to use them.

I'm sick of hearing about sadness
I'm sick of violent crime
I'm sick of angry militant lesbian feminists
I'm sick of imperfect rhyme

Dude, I told you.

Oh, and I get my car back tomorrow. I've been in a rental car since the 19th. I have begun calling it the Stupid Stratus. We have agreed to disagree, it and I. I like to accelerate. It likes to take my request for acceleration, file it, and get back to me at its convenience. My little silver Jetta understands—no, grooves on—acceleration. "You want to go fast?" it says, shortly before slamming my head back into the headrest in its excitement and yelling "wheeeeeeeeee!" under its engine breath.

Busy week. Tonight inaugurates Weekly Movie Nerdfest at Stephen & Misty's (we start with "Sideways"). Tomorrow is the Weekly Dinner And Gratuitous Tea Consumption at Wes & Mary's. Brian & Suzan arrive on Friday. There will be food and merriment.

Much merriment.

Leave a message after the beep. Especially if you're calling to tell me that my car is fixed. If that's you, then you're the one person I really really want to talk to today.

…and if I can just persevere a little while longer, I'll have one doozy of a knitting project to photograph & show here. Soon. Sooooooooooooooon. I dream of the day this project is done. I may stab myself in the eye with a knitting needle just out of confusion once it's over. I've been at it so long that I may suffer separation anxiety … wait. No. :D