1. There is still no sign of the tree sparrows.
2. The City never sprays for mosquitoes as far out as our house (seven miles). However, the City has been getting some mileage out of The Impending West Nile Catastrophe Fear Mongering and has drummed up lots of support to spray. They are now spraying the river about a mile from our house. It is not helping. Last evening, A. came in the house mid-way through watering the trees of our new live snow fence to get extra layers of clothes because he was being eaten alive. He does not get bit as much as me, and then when he does he usually possesses this superhuman ability to block it out and ignore it. He said he'd never seen the mosquitoes so thick before. THEY BEAT HIM DOWN.
A. wonders if the spraying isn't what killed the sparrows. They live off of insects. (They were fascinating to watch, darting and swooping in the air, munching up bugs midair and midflight.) Maybe they were victims of secondary poisoning? Oh, God. Mountain Bluebirds could be at risk then, too, as they also eat insects.
3. This has me sad and funky and I can't shake it.
4. I am leaving work a bit early today to go fly-fishing. I am PUMPED. Except for my zippy pants shrunk just enough in the dryer and when I sit I look like I have two, green stuffed sausages protruding from my lower body. Also, I can taste the yucky Neutrogena Ultra Sheer 55 SPF sunscreen I put on my face. I CAN TASTE IT. GROSS. It is making me feel nauseous and has all together ruined my morning coffee. [UPDATE: I just went to the ladies room and scrubbed my face in the sink. So much better.]
5. I am not in quite as bad a mood as this list would imply. It is Friday, after all, and in just a few hours I will be fishing. Woo hoo!
Bonus Blithering Note Number One: I have done a bit of Thesis Crap this week. Mostly I've still been sifting through loads and loads of random ass articles I found during ill-advised lit searches by Former Thesis Advisor #1 (FTA1). I find I am getting more and more angry at the amount of time and energy I wasted working with FTA1, not to mention how much time and energy are now required to get my ass back on track and to mend my broken Academic Spririt. Bah.
Bonus Blithering Note Number Two: So, I am going to take the plunge - I am going to start dying my hair. I think I have finally, adequately mourned the loss of my natural hair color (which I love, by the way.) I have some gray hairs showing up and I always thought I'd be okay with that. I always thought I'd be in my 40s when I encountered my first gray hair. I am neither.
I'd love to have the salon color my hair (or, more accurately, have salon highlights), but with our current income situation I just can't validate spening over $125 a month on my hair. I don't fawn over my hair so there is really no way I can, in good conscience, fork over that much money every month. So, I'll continue to spend $40 on good cuts and will spring $10 or so on home coloring stuff. I've decided to go with semi-permanent color so that when I get too lazy to color regularly and my natural color (plus gray, :-( ) shows up it does so somewhat gradually, rather than having stark, horrid roots. Bah.
BUT I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I AM DOING AND I AM TERRIFIED.
So - those of you who have colored before or color regularly: Please, please leave comments or e-mail me with tips and advice! What to do and what not to do! Also, if you are so inclined, I'd love an absurdly detailed Step by Step description of how the hell to actually do this. The stupid little insert in the hair color box makes it look too easy. BAH! THANK YOU.