2 Boring things, 1 unboring thing, and 1 gross thing.

Feeling slacky.

Found out that our apartment is one of a very few that has central air conditioning in our crazy little converted warehouse. Neat. I didn't know we were special. It's a nice tradeoff for the one window.

I also finally got off my bum and organized my health and dental insurance. Insurance is so grown-up and bureaucratic and gross. (That said, I'm super glad I have it.) I changed stuff around and switched plans so that I can keep my very awesome friend-of-the-family dentist who knows all about my weird teeth and their particular issues. Nice, even though seeing him requires driving to Bloomington. For something I need to do so rarely, I don't really care. It's a nice excuse to visit Mom.

Jammin' with the pied piper tonight. Yay!

I wish he'd have been over back when we had a mouse to drive out.
That would have been far less gross than it rotting unobserved in our bathroom after I, in all liklihood, managed to smush it unknowingly under some clothes while hefting around big laundry baskets.

Weekend! Yay!

Uh oh.

I think I may have lost the only key that will make Betsy-Bean go. I still have the "courtesy key" that opens the doors in case you lock the keys in the car, but I didn't do that, and the courtesy key won't do me the courtesy of turning the ignition.

Blast. Where did you go, key? I thought you were right at the end of my wallet chain, with the other keys! I don't think S4 has it; he has Clyde. Not in other pants. Not on bedside table. Not on kitchen table. Not on breakfast bar or coffee table.

hrmf.