Matt has threatened that he will not check my webpage religiously unless I start writing (and we can't have that, where will my 1 reader go??) so here I am.

Last night Matt, Mark and I went to cheap Japanese for one last unemployed meal for Mark before his big day at his new job today. We ordered TONS of cheap Japanese. 4 rolls, gyudon, soba and tempura, yumyum. This morning I awoke with a slight tummyache. Just a little bit. I put on my makeup, did my hair, then proceeded to sit down to empty my bladder. What I thought would be a simple deed turned out to be 30 minutes of some of the most excrutiating pain I've felt in a loooong time. I sweated, I gasped, I strained, I spewed out of every orifice of my body. I could not believe the agony I felt. At one point I had to lie down on the floor for some respite before going at it again. It was horrible.

Alas, my body turned back to normal and the rest of this morning has been spent traveling in slow motion.

For those of you guys out there in cyberland who haven't heard, we moved into the house this weekend. It's so wonderful having so much space. Mark is so grateful to have his own room and space (I guess he didn't like living in my garage) :) and I love having such a big living room and garden/backyard. I am so blessed! Matt helped out so much he rendered himself immobile the next few days and a bunch of people came over to help, which we really needed. It was really really hard having to move shit and clean everything up in one day. Merima, John, Laquel, and Amit worked their asses off to help us and I think we pulled off the impossible. I really don't understand how I leave behind so much hair and dust.. China? In any case, I've decided once we all start paying rent a weekly or biweekly cleaner may not be a bad idea.

No internet at home for a while.. I can check email on my phone but can't do much more than that. Gotta get traffic school done before August 17th. July 29th is the 50 miler down in Santa Cruz. Trying to get my intestines to feel normal again.