i'm pretending that von has forgiven me because he got both a public apology (on blog) and a private one. (i gave him a card with a dog which looks downcast and is made of bakchoy. that makes it contrite and cheena, i.e. like me.) am now at von's and inaugurating his new glass teapot and he has gone off to his thesis support group and i've annexed his bed although he warns that if he finds me asleep when he comes home he will be merciless in recovering his territory and unceremonious in dumping me onto the couch.