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Aha!

Fighting fire with fire is stupid. Smart people fight fire with water.

Steph has gone to California for the weekend to visit her grandparents. I’m jealous, of course, but I could have gone too if I wasn’t so wrapped up in training right now. But I’m a big dork, and I’m feeling pretty sick, so I guess it’s just as well that I’m not with them getting everyone sick and beingthe big whiny party pooper that I always am when I don’t feel well. Ah well. They will have a grand time visiting together, and maybe both of us can visit together later this year.

So I’m on my own for a couple of days. I’ve already eaten four pizzas and undertaken the following home-improvement projects:

• Replaced all lightbulbs in apartment, because you never know which ones are close to burning out. I dragged the dining room table all around the house and stood on it, naked so that there would be less weight on the table, to change each bulb. High ceilings.
• Cleaned out both remaining pint containers of ice cream. It was no problem, really. I’m glad to do it.
• Chipped remaining feathers off of bathroom mirror. How the hell did those get there in the first place, anyway?
• Break for a venti quad-half-caff, soy foam, extra hot, two pump double cup high-maintenance feng shui caramel-cinnamon mocha dolce fatte latte. Yum.
• Drilled a great big hole in the wall. Because, I have this drill. The hole is 30.5 centimeters across (I also have a ruler, with a built-in level. Awesome.) My first project for tomorrow is to find a 30.5 centimeter diameter fishbowl to put in it.

My apartment is going to look AWESOME when Stephanie gets back. She won’t even recognize it!