My dog just came in from outside and is already begging to go out again. I swear, if she had her way she'd lay out in the sun all day only opening her eyes and lifting her head to sniff the occasional scent on the wind. Dala is working. So are all of my friends except one, who I asked to go with me to the art museum. She wants a rain check. I'm kind of bummed. I think I'll stop by the comic shop to say "howdy" in a little bit then spend the rest of the afternoon at home wrapping up the laundry and drawing. Bedsheets suck. Had a good call with my parents this morning. We talked about a lot of stuff, cars and motorcycles, the weather, family. Talking to them makes me realize I'm so fortunate. I was brought up by a good family and I married into a good family and my life is filled with amazing people who I'm not related to, but I'm happy to consider family just the same. I wish everyone could be as lucky as me in that regard.