you have learn how to die

three pm on a sunday afternoon.

thus far today i have gotten dressed, eaten rice and chocolate covered nuts, watched a show on large animal surgery followed quickly by one about surgery on babies, called the dweller's sister about his personal belongings which ARE STILL IN MY HOME, edited three essays, had a visitor, listened to far far too much bad pop music, sent kate away to do my banking, and gone up and down the stairs no less than seven times.

HOO-yeah, master chief.