I must read up on legal issues in neuroscience nursing. The article's been sittng on my computer, bookmarked, for three weeks. I wonder if it covers the legal ramifications of bonking stupid family members in the head.
Gotta make a cake for work. I make a mean pie, too, but they only want cake. Cue Madame Antoinette.
When I opened the kitchen cabinet today to get the cat food out, about a gazillion plastic containers landed on the cat. Gotta clean that out, too.
While I'm at it, I suppose I ought to sort out Books I'm Done Reading from Books I'm Still Working On. They're all piled together on a table.
Speaking of which, I need a decent chairside table for the living room.
And my sock drawer is a mess.
And the cat needs to be Furminated.
Maybe I ought just to suck it up and go to Target rather than to my usual grocery store.
I wonder what size filters my air conditioner takes.
Oh, and I need to drop off that lease agreement at the apartment office.
What's in the dryer?
*These ruminations and plans to catch up with life brought to you by Wellbutrin XR, 150 mg.