I was completely prepared to write my plans for the weekend, sparse as they are, when the events of the last few weeks stopped me. I'm not tempting fate. In fact, by the look of the sky today I just might have to gather two of every animal before bed tonight.

Not too much has happened since last I wrote. Wednesday night I was relieved to be free of the flood business and took refuge on my couch, watching Buffy and getting surprisingly restless after only three episodes. Then last night I made plans to see Jeff. We went to dinner and ate some luscious steaks while I tried to smile at the trickling of girls that just had to stop at the table to talk to him (he used to work there), all the while resisting the urge to by a typical girl.

How do I mean typical girl? Well, a typical girl may not really be attracted to a guy, yet when she sees that other women are attracted to said guy, something (be it jealousy, competition, who knows?) changes in her and she finds herself attracted to him very strongly. So yes, I resisited this.

After dinner I also resisted ordering a slab of chocolate cake like the one that I saw at the table next to me, and we headed to the mall. I'm not really a mall girl, but I needed a few things, we were near one, and I had someone with me who didn't mind being dragged there. I stopped at Bath & Body Works for some body splash and ended up, as usual, spending twice as much as I intended to. Those folks are tricky. If you buy one more so-and-so then you'll get one of those so-and-sos free! and that sort of thing.

Afterwards I stopped at Aero to see if they still had the same sunglasses I bought for Hawaii but unfortunately lost in my tumble while mountain biking. I found the same glasses and was tugged in by the sale clothing, and ended up with some flip-flops to replace my flood-ravaged ones, a very cute bright orange polo shirt, and an olive green zip-up hoodie that I'm in love with. I really have to stop buying things that are olive green, but I just can't help it. Everything from my bikini to my flight-pants to my newest purse to a pair of my sandals are all olive. I'm going to end up looking like an over-coordinated freak.

After shopping we headed back to his house. I didn't intend to stay as late as I did, but there was a massive thunderstorm and I didn't really feel like driving in it. We ended up curling up on the couch with the windows open, listening to the storm and watching Back to the Future on TNT.

Then, on the way home, I ran over a cat and feel absolutely awful. It ran right under my car and there was nothing I could do, but that was someone's PET! I may not be a cat person, but just thinking about someone running over my dog with their car sends me into hysteria, and I can't imagine how this cat's owners will feel when their cat never comes home or, worse yet, drives by and sees it on the side of the road. I still feel absolutely sick about it.

Other than that, things are pretty quiet. I'm buried with work, feel a litle stressed about it, and am therefore having a bit of trouble focusing (which explains this journal entry). Also moved on to reading Gaskell's "Wives and Daughters". I always felt that I should read it, and fellow literature lovers that know my love of Austen and Eliot assured me that I would love it. And so far? Not so much. She's no Austen. Perhaps my mind will change, but I'm thinking not.