I've been so productive since Mr.Ian's moved in. He mostly seems to play video games, I've noticed. Most video games make little noises and sound effects, and I believe they are tuned perfectly to some sort of tone that triggers a reaction in my brain causing me to work my butt off even if I'm tired after work. This is a handy note to have around because it makes me do what I need to do.

I was thinking of doing laundry today and as soon as Mr. Ian  started playing his game, I went and collected my filthy garments for cleansing. I made him help me carry them to the laundry room, which was actually just an excuse to not have to walk past the pool alone, as it is human stew filled with a writhing mass of bodies closely packed together, and sometimes people in the stew will try to talk to me. Well, they sort of demand to talk to me, but I don't think they have much to say so much as they want to attempt to seduce me. Give it up, stew guys, give it up.

So, off I go to transfer wet clothes into a dryer.