the thin line between optimism and delusion…

72 degrees and sunny. 

Today is quite possibly the most beautiful day imaginable. 

I had my door open until a wasp came to visit.  Before the wasp came to visit Baxter the pug from a couple of doors down came to visit.  I infinitely prefer Baxter to the wasp.  I was much friendlier to Baxter.  I let him live.  The wasp – not so much.  He had to die.  I mean – he would have died soon anyway because it is going to get cold tonight.  So, no, I don’t feel bad about it. 

I’m thinking about going to Larry’s for lunch.  Dot is cleaning my apartment in anticipation of my new roomie.  It is so nice to have a clean apartment.  Because I also cleaned my room myself before Dot because she can’t vacuum if she can’t see the floor. 

Fat Tuesday was fun last night.  I really love everyone I hung out with last night.  And I got to go to the grill which made it a perfect night. 

I’m going to the ATL tomorrow.  Anyone going to be around?  I have to take an MPRE class Saturday morning at emory.  But other than that I should be laying around the Wieuca Terrace basically taking up space and soaking up Betsy. 

Kisses.