This has been a frustrating week, and it's not even halfway through. There are a few high points to look forward to though. Tonight is the first monkey meeting for the season. That means that very soon now I'll be resuming my quest for a tiny orange pet. Tomorrow night brings Jenny time in a fashion that could only be replicated with Bryce or Russ. Too bad they both live far away now and are thus unable to partake. Funny that the same activity would be associated in my head with such different people, though the four of us would have a FABULOUS time attending together. Might need to recreate it upon the return of the prodigal friends. Of course, I haven't had much time to devote to the housecooling, but I'll fit that in somewhere.

This week also needs to include some packing. I move in seven days, and leave the Commonwealth for the foreseeble future. Hopefully this will mean a minimum of 2-3 years with the lovely Jenny before we part ways and flee to all corners of the globe. There's much nesting and couch time that can take place in that span. Hopefully a fair amount of travel as well.

With any luck this week will turn around and I'll retreat from the ledge of frustrated rage that I've been approaching.