daemonluna

I walked downtown today to meet

deireanach for lunch today. It was warm, almost hot. The leaves are all unfurling, and every once in a while I'd catch a faint hint of the powdery-sweet smell of the mayday trees in bloom.

Lunch, well... the company was good. It took forty-five minutes to get our food after ordering, at which point we all had it boxed up to go. When I got home, I discovered that the crab and articoke heart bun I'd ordered was, in fact, tuna salad. And the greek salad was mostly bare lettuce, if a little bit of feta cheese, and tomato and cucmber lurking at the very bottom. I'm very glad they didn't actually charge us for it.

Now, I'm waiting for our landlord to come by. He's supposed to pick up the receipts from the paint, since they're paying for it. He was supposed to be by an hour and a half ago. This is doubly annoying because I really want a shower, but I just know as soon as I get in, he'll show up.

I should be cranky. Instead, I'm just sleepy and fuzzy-headed. Sigh.

I think I'll make a decent greek salad for supper, with tomato and cucumber and peppers, feta cheese, and kalmata olives. Mmmm. (Then, you mix the leftover with cold pasta, and it makes an awesome pasta salad the second day.) It's Friday, and

queenzulu should be showing up soonish. There will be This is Wonderland, and Pretender to make

troutkitty happyhappyhappy, and I want to go get ice cream. Ice cream and slash. Happysigh.