And Jimi's watching a scary vampire movie that's probably going to invade my dreams.
Finn's chewing on the new dog toy that arrived today. I ordered it a few months back from the neighbor kid across the street, for some school fundraiser, and Finn really seems to enjoy it. Score!
6:30 is going to come so early.
Four years ago tomorrow (today? - the 19th, at any rate), Jimi's path crossed mine in a way that has led us here, to this place, where we walk together. One of these days I'll find the words to say how much he means to me, how much light he brings to my world, how much joy I feel knowing he loves me as completely as I love him - hell, maybe more; I'm a pain in the ass to live with and he doesn't even bitch most of the time. These have been the best four years of my life so far; I can't wait to see how much fun the next forty will be.