Ah, the house is clean. the cats have grown just in the couple of days away. The girl kitten has even learned how to climb on my high bed.

My sinuses are still screwed from Houston smog. I am tired, and have a million things to do tomorrow.

Ugh, I am tired from watching Rock Star when we got back from hanging out at Lolas, The next Door and Rudyards. What has happened to this town since I moved away…I felt like such adult leisure establishments had turned into old folks homes. I mourn for Eos.

I will be catching a flight probably around 7 p.m. when Batty is back from working. Till then I will enjoy hiding in a blanket watching cable, and taking a shower.

Atleast when the fetish ball is on, I know there will be something going on to do, but it will be work for me, and not just bouncing around a club. I have to do the show remember. I actually seem to like working more than playing anyway. My work is too rewarding.