kitties sleeping on the futon beside me, apple with almondbutter for dinner (an orange too!)

*dance*dance*

today was a good day. i worked for big bird for 6.5 hrs and then stopped. stopped. it was a good feeling, to not feel that horrid pressure i infuse myself with - the pressure to work as much as possible to pitch in as much as possible to equalize everything as much as possible. the will and need to push and push. i actually get to relax the next few weeks, and let loose the steam. i drive that tt bonkers with my guilt complex, i do i do.

my darling boy, who does everything in his power to keep me safe and secure and happy, happy above all - which may be difficult to do with someone who is depressed, but we are working on it.

my wonderful boy whom i job-shopped for today - leaning ever closer to a 24/7 boyfriend as opposed to a weekend liaison.

my lovely daring darling boy who just barely escaped being thrown in jail on easter sunday *snicker* he seems to be a villain with the super power of conflict - the incredible desire to be a badass (although his honor and upbringing quells it, mostly) and the unnerving ability to get caught doing it. heh. he was driving through a small western california town twelve miles above the speed limit (supposedly, but we think it was more like seven) directly in to a speed trap. it seems they do some sort of immediate traffic trial here where they take visitors (we still have our PA plates on the car - which offense is worse, i wonder?) down to the police station to be heard by a judge immediately after they are pulled over. the judge was home for easter, therefore you spend the night in jail.

lovely.

luckily the tt has those pretty pretty lashes to bat, and somehow talked his way out of it. hey! jesus rose from the dead, let's throw that fucker in jail, yorp! *shrug* luckily it is a pain in the ass to take him in and book (we must also allow for the fact that we were pulled over in front of a good friend of tt's parent's restaurant. she came out and looked threatening (all five or so feet of her). *smile* she was going to follow us to the station.

woot!

we, of course, were giggly the rest of the long and tedious way home.