My word for the day. Started out ok, then got to the office and the place is deserted!! Classes are over, I've got a bunch of stuff to do, but being here alone is a giant drag. Took Bindi to the dog park and no good dogs; one that stayed for about five minutes, and one that was walking around with diarrhea so thought I should get Bindi out of there. Can't find Tommasso and I have something special to give him, and he leaves tomorrow. Uck. These timed released Effexor I think aren't as good as the old brand name ones. Gonna call the doc. Made a doc appt. for my knees. Uck. Nobody reads my blog. I don't have enough friends to play with. Don't know if I'll have to move. Have a new physical sympton, a clunking noise in my neck. No tenants in my Florida house for months now. Property agent says it's because it's in a working class neighborhood and it's hard to find people who can afford the security deposit. What? Uck. Getting worried about money. Ok, think of something good to tell the one person that usually reads my blog and comments, K.
Got two students to come over on Sunday and help me dig up the rest of my mandala garden. Now to plant more. Rachel and Frances called me from New York on Sunday and sang, "Happy Doggie Mother's Day To You, Arf Arf!" to the tune of Happy Birthday which was very sweet.