…and two stacked-ovens that work at 500 degrees each make for a hot and very sweaty eight hour day. My clothes — hell, my entire body — was damp. Everything was sticky and disgusting. I took my glasses off every chance I got because the sweat was just pooling in the rim of the frame.

I’m home, at the computer desk. I’ve got the a/c on, and three fans blowing. Tippy’s outside the door crying — never really gave this room a good cleaning, and until I do, the cats are locked out. The sun has come out, and I’m home relaxing … I need to start some laundry, then figure out what I’m going to have for dinner.

I figured out last night how to work N.’s entertainment center. Drank two of his beers while his dog slept at my feet and I watched the first hour and a half of Harry Potter & The Sorceror’s Stone. His sofa is hella comfy. Going to finish it tonight, maybe start Chamber of Secrets. As much as I enjoy his tv, I think the dog enjoys the company more than I do. She settled right down on the floor and passed out … too bad, I was going to let her finish the second beer. She’s certainly sick for her family’s return - messed on the carpet sometime before I arrived this morning (I walked her four times yesterday! She had plenty of opportunity to mess!). Thanfully I’d already taken over Pet-Care Resolve and I think I cleaned it up pretty well. Or at least, as well as could be. They’ve got a nice vacuum cleaner. I wonder if I switched mine with theirs … would they notice?

Probably.

Okay, I’m going to shower because I stink.