great start to the new year.

as i wrote the other day, i ended 2004 with another $1000 in veterinary bills, courtesy of my little fuzzy babies. 2005 HAS to be better, i thought. so how did i open 2005?

by getting my purse stolen right off my table at 12:30am.

that's right... at a dance weekend, which is like the safest place to be (i swear, you could leave a wad of cash on the table and no-one would touch it)... some ASSHOLE, in his ASSNESS, went around the hotel and stole at least 5 purses, 2 right from my table. i was lucky -- mine contained my room key, a lipstick, $20 in cash and my digital camera. other people will have to replace credit cards, house keys, car keys, etc. but i still feel so violated, and so bummed at the loss of all my new year's eve pictures... there were some really fun shots on there, and now they're gone. poo.

stopped home for a bit to check in on the kitties. monkey's got the sniffles, but other than that the place hasn't been torn apart and i'm not wading in cat vomit. let's see if they can make it one more night without me. so in a bit i'll head back to danvers and pray i made it to the finals in my competition... and i'll post more when i'm home for good...

happy new year, everyone...