blurbs

• Football continues to suck. With the exception of Texas, every single team I had the least bit of emotional investment in their victory failed to have more points than the other team at the close of the game. Life is meaningless and has no purpose.
  
  
• Thriller is in my head and feet. My torso and arms pretty much know what they're doing, but aren't quite on board with the whole thing yet. That's okay - I have six days to freak out, panic, and get myself into and out of a tizzy. I did enough performance throughout school - including times when I officially Had No Clue What I Was Doing - that I can fairly easily calm nerves and know how to prepare. It doesn't mean that a tizzy is not forthcoming. What can I say? I know me pretty well by now.
  
  
• The three Super Sekrit Projects I've been working on as Hogswatch gifts are coming along. Two of them need me to make a trip to a store, this time with a list so I don't come out of the store with everything except the things I need to finish the projects. I found something in my craft stash that will perfectly finish off the third. A fourth project has been started and there are a couple nearly completed projects in my study that just need a couple hours' work to be ready to wrap. Thus far, I am on schedule.
  
  
• There are several bags of fresh pumpkin puree in my freezer. Downwood and I went to the pumpkin patch today, got them, gutted them, roasted them, then fought with the blender until they were destroyed. The seeds are on a cookie sheet drying out until tomorrow when I'll roast them. Mmmm.
  
  
• The birthday party tonight was very fun and very delicious. I love stir-fry even more when I don't have to do the work of cleaning and chopping all the vegetables that I want to eat. The service left something to be desired, but the company was most excellent.
  
  
• Downwood had to make a sad emergency trip to Farm and Fleet this morning. Rita kitty's kidneys failed overnight. She held on long enough to meow goodbye this morning and Downwood was up pretty late with her. It was a pretty sad and quiet morning around here.