Time flies by so fast! This was supposed to be the week that I promised myself to go to school everyday. I don't have any idea where my time goes. Seriously. Blecch.

Well here's a quick update on Moley... We gave him a summer shave-down so he is super-skinny looking now. He's been acting a little weird lately. He doesn't poop as often.

Our living room is still a nightmare. There are 4 racks of clothing in there now. We don't really use the living room... just for packing clothes. Which isn't too bad... at least I don't have to drive to work. Not yet, anyway.

And well not much else is happening. I've been reading fiction books about women with these fast-paced lives and things to do and... well I'm so boring now. I rarely even change to go out... I'm always just in a T-shirt and my Juicy sweats. (Which have 2 Moley-teethmark-holes on them now) I'm either lounging in front of the computer or sleeping. Or watching TV. Or out to eat with Anton. I'm sick of eating now. That's all we ever do.

The house is a mess. The carpet is dirty, the tiles have pee smell in them. (Even though I feel like I mop them every day) The kitchen's a mess. The bed is full of pet dander. It's time to call Senora Cathy to make this place liveable again.

And I've gotten so lazy. I used to be so fruitful. So tedious with my work. So... productive. Now nothing interests me. It's a vicious cycle. I'm always looking for trouble. When I have nothing to do I deliberately look for projects to do, etc. etc. When I'm swamped with school and work I end up doing nothing.