Hour 13 of a 12 hour fast

I am hungry. I have to get blood drawn for a lipid panel because I have high total cholesterol. As I am a 24-year-old vegetarian, we're thinking it must be genetic. So I have to give them some blood so they can figure out if it's actually bad, and if so, exactly how bad it is.

But I can't really leave to go get the blood drawn because


Eau de Scared Dog (chien fou?)

I started making a new 90-minute mixed tape, because NPR is great and all, but being in the car a minumum of 4 1/2 hours/week is requiring some music, and the stuff they play in between segments just isn't cutting it. I would go into more here, but the dogs and I are freaking out (them more than me) because

We're getting a new roof. And the house is shaking and it sounds like a giant is cutting through the roof with a gigantic pair of garden shears and I'm pretty sure a burly guy with a masculine nickname is going to crash through my ceiling any second now. Oh, and roof parts are falling past the window. And there's some sporadic hammering sounds. And barking. And I definitely detect a saw. Right above my head.

Over and out.