what i did on my first day off

today i went to the gym STATUS QUO. it was arm day. i fucking hate arm day. i cry through it all...especially bicep curls.

then i went to the department of uh, what DOES the P and T stand for? i guess i wasn't expecting filler words in the acronym. i mean SFPD..right? yeah, got that one. is it department OF parking AND tickets? anyways, i FINALLY got a parking permit for my 'hood. i mean, i really can't be moving my car every two hours.

then i straightened my house up. not cleaning...just picking up.

then i made biscuits for lunch. i want biscuits EVERY DAY for lunch. soooo good. i sat out in the sun on my deck and ate them and desperately tried to stay away from the TV because Starting Over was on. i mean, i TiVo it so i don't have to watch it right at noon..but its. so. good. (ok i lie, i was totally gonna watch it but then realized it was the "special" episode where they focus on an issue and then compile bits from the last seasons while they teach you stuff about say, body image or the laws of love. today was the sexual abuse episode. snooozefest. so i decided to...)

...go for a walk. shai kitty needed advantage or advantix or whatever the hell it is. he doesn't go out but he STILL gets fleas and one tube lasts him the whole year. i mean the last time i gave it to him was i think in october (but only because i procrastinated...he shoulda got it sooner) and i am so not gonna fork out $40 for a whole package of that stuff. this pet store/beauty parlor on valencia sells them individually. and yes, i said pet store/beauty parlor. its the weirdest thing. i never see much business going on in the beauty parlor bit tho. maybe its just a front for their illegal advantage sales. -- on saturday willo and i were in the N (noe valley) and we stopped at a pet store and the guy was like, "dude, no. we don't do that anymore because the FDA (or whatever) came down hard and is like, fining businesses who sell that individually. the fine is like, $20,000." then he asked willo if she wanted a bag. willo looked down at her (possibly more than) ten cans of cat food and was like, uh. yeah. acutally she didn't say it like that. I said it like that in my head and she was all, "oh hahaha, yeah, hahaha i think it would be reaaaaally hard for me to carry all these back to my car." maybe misty is right. maybe growing up in boston has hardened us all.

i then futzed around in the discount fabric store on mission and assessed zipper lengths for this tote that i am developing (uh...in my head) then i came home. gosh i was soooo sleepy and a little hungry so i made a snack and succumbed to Starting Over and before i knew it, i was taking a nap!

that was my first day.