Ennnh

Today I was writing, and Darin asked me out to lunch. We went to Hamburger Hamlet, where I ate a French dip sandwich. I came home and felt a deep need to hibernate for the next three months.

Tonight, whilst watching Law and Order (I've moved from 10-second Trek to 10-second Law and Order: name the guest star, the red herring, and how the DA gets the guy in the courtroom...or fails to get him) and then Buffy, the Vampire Slayer I plowed through the 3 feet of unfiled receipts, statements, and bills we have in order to dig out credit card receipts Darin needs to give to General Magic to get reimbursed for business expenses. Of course, I probably already filed them in the Great Filing Expedition of March.

I got a package in the mail from Lucy of a self-help book she'd mentioned. She's right, it's a very silly book. She also sent me another self-help book, a bonus book of sorts, which led me to suspect that Lucy may think I'm in need of self-help.

Another diarist who suspected I was in need of help, Kat, has been giving me gardening advice. She's been talking me through "citrus feeding" and "whitefly eradication." Stay tuned for our next exciting installment: "How much can Diane prune in summertime?"

I'm going to retreat into my cave until I become more interesting. Ciao.