this is the closest I will get to a vacation until April so I think I get this second day.
outside there is a car alarm going off and something sounding like five people beating a really large, low-frequency rug. it's freaking santiago out and I can't seem to convince him that whatever it is is not coming for him. they say cats hear lower frequencies than we do; this rug must be booming something out that I can't pick up on.
jackson oddly is not phased.
today then will consist of sitting, showering, doing something fun, going to therapy, doing something fun, eating dinner, sleeping. so I only have to think of two fun things. yesterday I spent hunting down a book unsuccessfully. I might go to berkeley today to look for it before I give up and order it from powells.
oh cool now there's a circular saw going out there. wtf? ah city life.