i am lazily straightening up my room as i write this. i just checked for von's flight status, and it seems it's been delayed for a bit, so i'm taking my time. i did my best with the books on the bed and i'm going to be v peeved if he complains about it. after all, he is getting the bed while i sleepingbag it. i hope he's hungry when he gets here, because i am. i think we'll go downtown, and see if we can get a table at bizou? i have just put the dates and almonds in the pot to brew and i'll add the woodear later.

i am plotting a plotsome plot.

aha. idiot boy is here. i shall post this and go take out the trash and wait for him.