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I should read Imhilien's A Choice of Roads more often. Around chapter fifteen, I realized that it's a beautiful day outside, and I'd hardly left the kichen for the last four hours (the comptuer's in the kitchen, and I was cooking, too). So I slapped some sunblock on and went outside to weed and work on the patio a little -- I have not forgotten Mom's birthday gift, you see.

(I need some good lookin', muscular Quidditch player to come over and help me haul all the junk from the patio out to the dumpster.)

I had thought to just put sand from the beach in our garden plot, so that no more weeds would grow there. I'm glad I thought better of it before I actually did it ... there are more than a few cats that reside in our building. I still don't know what I'm going to do with it -- I hate gardening, I really do. So I want something low-maintenance. Maybe just plant cat grass in the entire plot, and let the cats happily munch away when I let them out onto the patio. That would take maintenance, but not much -- ten minutes every few weeks with a pair of shears. I dunno.

Anyhoo, I'm off to the local garden center. Might as well strike while the iron is hot!

And I went looking, this morning ... I can get a strong hammock and stand for $350, shipping included. That's quite a bit, but I have a huge tax refund coming. I'm seriously considering it.

Edit: I don't think the Beastie Boys are going to forgive me. Whenever I let them into the patio before, they'd go munch on the weeds. But now that I've weeded the plot and all that's left is a bunch of dirt and rocks, they're looking at me like they hate my guts. No more green stuff to nibble on!

Of course, I did plant catnip, but it'll take weeks to show itself.