today was a hot, fishy, rainy day. i'm sitting here debating whether to start moving items over to our new apartment (we're switching apartments in the building) or to continue working on a client's website. i think the former might win out for the sake of procrastination.

i think there's a jazz band playing in the restaurant downstairs, but i'm hearing what sounds more like a comedian's punctuated yammer than syncopative music. and lo, i glance over and see a cat on the counter, just as there should not be.