:-S

I've decided I will really need to pick up a hobby when I've graduated. Today I've gotten out of bed, done a lame work-out (because I suck), showered, did myself all up (kinda), cut a pineapple, and boiled eggs. Evie and I have read a couple of books together, watched several PBS shows together, and eaten breakfast and lunch. I played the piano a little before Evie kicked me off, and now she's taking her turn to pound like Jon Schmidt and yell "birt'day!" as many times and as loud as she can. I can only clean the apartment so much. What to do? I've ruled out going outside; I'm anti-sun burning my retinas. And if we do laps around the mall I'm bound to spend the little money we do have. :-S I probably shouldn't take Evie out anyway. She's got a runny nose; that's why she isn't in daycare today while I'm at class. If only I had my art stuff...