Snood is addictive.

I forget who it was that put the snood.com link out here on DearDiary, but if I ever trace you down, look out. I swear I will get even, if it’s the last thing I do. Right after I finish this latest game of Snood.

The Professor left to teach class last night at 6:30. I figured I’d play a couple of games of Snood, and then pay some bills, work on the web site, read a little more of the China Mieville book. At a little after ten o’clock last night the Professor returns from class and I’m still playing that stupid game. The most embarrassing thing is, I had absolutely no idea so much time had elapsed. I didn’t get up for a drink, a bathroom break, just to stretch my legs … three and a half hours lost to the void of Snood.

I promise that, once I break Man-who-uses-forty-foot-ladders-to-hang-birdhouses record of 14,500 and something, I’ll stop playing for good.

I got the teddy bears that people purchased for the American Cancer Society’s Walk for Life relay. I’d been telling everybody they would be white with bright blue bows, and when I took them out of the bag this morning they were white with PURPLE bows! I hope nobody bought them on the basis of color. I didn’t quite make my $200 goal for this year, but I wasn’t far off – $171 dollars. I finally got confirmation of the shift I’ll be walking too. It’s the 2:00 to 4:00 shift Sunday morning. That’s during the coolest part of the night, so it should be comfortable. I’ll have to see if I still have my Walkman about, and make a few tapes for myself so I’ll have something to keep myself amused for two hours.

I was quoted on my favorite local radio station this morning. They do a “word of the day” thing in the mornings, and the morning show host announced yesterday that she wanted to use the word that meant “farm animal vet” for word of the day, but that she couldn’t find the word. She put out an all points bulletin asking anyone who knew the word to call in. I’d never heard of such a word, and checked my references in my office, which also didn’t list such a word. So I called the radio station and left a message that I didn’t believe the word existed, but that if any veterinary specialty needed a word to describe them it would be the companion animal veterinarians. I left a short description of the origin of veterinary schools in Europe and America, explainin that the first veterinarians were farm animal vets, and didn’t do dogs and cats. It was only after farming practices changed while at the same time pets become more popular that veterinarians considered dog and cat practice to be a serious pursuit worthy of the vet school education! Anyhow, I was quoted on the radio, and I’m feeling pretty damned pleased with myself at the moment.

OK, gotta get some work done so I can go home and play snood.