Sloth

[opabinia]

Friday: Strawberry shortcake and Attic Expeditions with darla, anechoic, and Anechoic's GF (she has an LJ, right?). The movie did nothing for me, though it was cute watching Darla fawn over Seth Green (I don't see it -- just looks like a kid who needs a shower to me -- but hey). The strawberry shortcake was another matter. That needs to happen more often, "diet" be damned. I will invest in a mixer.

Saturday: Darla went off to study, and I performed aquarium maintenance. I discovered that the heater in the 55-gallon drum failed, and the water had dropped to 60 degrees! My precious P. scrophus were unharmed, but they were so groggy, I easily caught them all by hand. I moved Orvis the P. gibbiceps from his bedside position into the 29-gallon tank in the dining room, and put all the rhinos into the bedside tank. Yeah, it's crowded in there (Ansible is huge!), but it's warm.

Next, a period of Glorious Sloth began. I swear to God, I've done absol

*ding dong*

That's my General Gau's chicken. China Cafe in Arlington makes great GGC -- lots of ginger -- but it costs too much. I should know: this is my second order this weekend. Anyway, I've done absolutely nothing but eat and nap. Oh, I went to atalanta and mrzero's for a few drinks and mellow, stimulating conversation last night. That was very enjoyable.

Today I got up late, puttered around the house, did some dishes, read about King Crab Fishing on Alaska's High Seas, napped some more, dreamt about seafood, woke up, ordered Chinese.

I have decided I may not sleep again until 1) I work on the translation for at least 3 hours and 2) I work out. A little sloth is nice, and a lot is better, but I'se got bills to pay, and Chinese takeout makes sedentary folk fat. I will also call Darla, to make sure she hasn't lost her mind amidst piles of equations and plasma. Astrophysics looks hard.