We are building a religion...

What does one do on a GORGEOUS Sunday when there's nothing scheduled?
That's the dilemma I have standing before me.

Oh I've got countless things that need doing around the house:

- Weekly checkbook balance
- Sorting of the Laundry Situation
- The kitchen...oh the kitchen.
(Can't I just nuke it from space?))

Then there's several projects I've been meaning to get to:

- I own much in the way of art supplies that never get used because of reasons involving brain weasels.
- I have a sewing machine and several far-too-large t-shirts that'd work as great starter sewing projects.
- In nearly 20 years of living in Boston full-time I've never taken advantage of Mem Drive being closed to cars/trucks on Sunday.
- Then there's the whole: You Really Want A Ceiling Fan In Your Bedroom thing.

If I'd gotten up early, say 8 this morning, I could have knocked out the last two Beginning Sailing classes, but...8 is very early when you've spent the day before eating, drinking, and generally being merry. In retrospect this probably would have been the best use of my day, but not a lot I can do about it now, seeing as it's nearly 11 and I'm still in my robe.

What I have begun is a re-dye of my hair. Oh praise be to whatever force finally got the Special effects people to get their shit together. Soon I will have bright hairs at very least. When I'm done with this bit of typing I think I'm going to paint my fingernails silver. That'll be more than enough time to have let my hair set.

Then...then I'm not entirely sure what.
Maybe nothing.
Maybe all the things.

Who knows?

It's kind of nice to not have to be anywhere.