The rest of my furniture is supposed to arrive tommorrow. I say supposed to since the delivery dude was a ginormous schmuck on the phone with me this morning. When I bought my furniture, I asked that they confirm that I could get delivery on Saturday, which they said that they could confirm, but Mr. Delivery Guy said that they will not be delivering on Saturdays because "they are slow" so could I take delivery today. Um, no I can't I am at work. He didn't like that at all. And honestly that is too bad. I am going to accept the delivery tommorrow, I hope that I don't have to leave the office too early but then I am going to make a couple calls. I am annoyed like there is no tommorrow I am annoyed.

I did call the manager for the store that I bought the furniture from today and explained my being bummed about the way their delivery guy is forcing me to get this delivery when I really don't want to. I was wanting the delivery on Saturday, but whatever. I am just going to be really happy to have my furniture.

Cleaned the carpets a little bit tonite, just some spot cleaning, but cleaned up a touch none the less. I would much rather have spent the night cleaning the whole carpet but didn't have enough time at all.

I am watching this whole extridition business with Karr with strange fascination. I don't have a strong opinion about the thing just yet. I think he might just be a complete nutjob or totally guilty or looking for attention or something else, but it is completely bizzare. Very very strange. The DNA will tell for sure either way, so once they make the statement about it then we will all know for sure, but I kinda have to say, this seems like a lot of hoopla for some guy living under very strange circumstances and making a spectacle when there are really much more sad things going on in this world.

I am just exhausted, its been a really rough couple of weeks, thats about all I am going to say about this. Time to go to bed and try and get some sleep.

Oh I also had a terrific breakfast on Saturday at Lucille's over on Grant. Delicious. I will say that the biscuit that I just had as a snack still held up after a couple of days. That is some good eatin'. And... hello... you can make them at home along with the yummy jam. I look forward to going back. Our waiter was super attentive, the grits were buttery good and the portions plentiful. I have only had better creamed spinach that my friend Leah's grandmother made for me with fried green tomatos. I really do like grits. Mmmm soul food. Creole soul food. Magic. Magic on my palete. I do have to go back for the beans and rice at some point quicker rather than later.

Better stop thinking about it or I may call for lunch tommorrow.