When I returned to the house, we all sat around watching Sex & Lucia on the DVD. I have no idea.
Later, I thought it would be fun to push the human-powered lawn mower around the back yard while waiting for laundry. I was completely enjoying the experience until I was attacked by wasps. Thwarted, I went inside to examine the damage--which was pretty minor--and took a benadryl (which left me feeling spaced out).
Now: reading Radar (finally found at Tower), eating dinner, and contemplating lawn tickets for radiohead. That is, trying to decide whether it's worth trying to get tickets through other channels to get closer than the lawn.
