nyergh. two people at work started conversations with me about my commute today. i'm done with the pr for the year. don't want to talk to another human for at least a week, and most certainly not about my freaking bike. would like to be left alone for a goooooooooooood loooooooooooooooong time.

late start - cat killing someone else's chicken bones all over the house in the witching hours, and then scaring me for an hour this morning by looking just enough like a cat who'd ingested cooked chicken bones. finally left her to it but fretted all day, specially since the kid left his cell phone off after school and i couldn't check - or tell him to leave me a couple of cinnamon buns. uneventful ride this morning - full of sunshine!!! and come to think of it that's probably why i'm in such a repulsive mood now. cold and dark coming home; nice actually except that my right knee really is killing me. stoopid world.

too late for squash players in the shower but there was an older guy milling around with his foursome in the common area with pressure bandages around both his knees. in retrospect and given my current mood i wouldn't at all mind going back in time and mugging him for them.

don't think i sang anything. the scale today says 145.