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I failed to make lasagna this weekend, but I've got until Wednesday night to have it for Lasagna Day. The weather today is much better for turning the oven on, anyway. Yesterday I made quinoa with feta and zucchini and more garlic than I really meant to, but it's not like I was going to be kissing anybody.

Sometime last night, one of my jade plants tried to commit suicide. I'm not sure if it was suicide by cat; usually it wouldn't be, but I bought Lily a new catnip mouse yesterday. Whatever it was, there were pot shards and dirt all over the rug this morning. Fortunately I had a spare pot with dirt in it, so I think the plant will survive. (Hm. Perhaps I should just put all six plants in one of the huge pots I'm never going to get around to growing tomatoes in.)

This week is supposed to be the official Week In Which I Give Up Senior Promotions. Gods, I hope so. I am beyond ready to give up some of the completely random stuff I end up stuck with because nobody else does it, or because I did it last year and the person who's supposed to be doing it now is too busy or on vacation or dealing with car problems or something.

I should not have gone there, because now everything else I type is either a whine or a rant. I really ought to learn not to do that.

I think when I go on vacation (three more weeks!), I'm going to try mostly giving up caffeine again. I've successfully given up soda (unless I have a stomachache, and then I'm allowed ginger ale), but I do miss caffeine by Sunday afternoon if I don't have coffee on Saturday.

The brain, she has stopped working. And it isn't even lunchtime yet. Oh dear.