Action is more interesting than inaction. - Status report.

Cat is cute, happy and healthy and eating everything I put down in front of her.

Fridge is full of manchego cheese and fresh anchovies -- not a meal to eat inside, or with anyone you don't know extremely well, or maybe anyone at all. I hope tomorrow is nice enough to deserve a picnic like that.

Lots of thinking about the next set of scenes to be rewritten, and I am looking forward to them. Still more cutting! I am admitting to myself that there's going to be yet another pass after this one.

Computer is having some problems. I took it in to the Genius Bar today where they fiddled with some stuff, and if it's still giving trouble next week I'll take it back in. The guy who was helping me is a classical clarinetist and his hand can span a twelfth on the piano. He told me about writing Top 40 radio-station jingles, and I told him about climbing. People are fascinating.

Absolute paydirt at Goodwill: half a dozen new heavyweight silk shawls and scarves, for $1.29 each. And a Ballard tee. I've been wearing a lot of that brown that is almost black lately, and I managed to find a J. Jill jacket in that color.

Neck is getting better. Tomorrow I'll go for a long walk and/or climb, and do a bunch of stretching.

I brought in the hammie girl's cage from the car where I left it after taking her to the vet: everything still in it, water still in her bottle. I'm not sad about her but remembering her with affection, and thinking of all the ways and people and things we love in a lifetime.