Someone in Australia did a google search that led to me on "sexual confusion". Like I'm going to be able to tackle that one?

Managed to mow the front yard yesterday. Guest cat is in "Time Out" indefinitely. Tired of dealing with her ass. She comes downstairs, Lulu approaches her ever so politely - sort of like a goodwill ambassador for the house but Guest cat still goes psycho. Kudos to Lulu for continually trying.

Counseling session today with The Mother. She called four times last night. I didn't answer any of the calls. She can show up or she won't. I don't hold much faith in her being sincere. The other two occasions that she's showed up in sessions (years and years ago), she has appeared being totally plastic and in total denial. At least the counselor will see what I'm working with... 

I was too engrossed in some stupid show last night on CBS about a guy (grandson of Jacques Cousteau) building a white shark submarine. Well, let me clarify... I was engrossed with this guy on the show about building a white shark submarine that I thought was uber-hot. And I'm not one to normally get all hot and flustered about anyone on tv. I kept wishing that they'd do a full-body shot of him in a wetsuit, but I remembered that they were diving in cold water. (I admit I did a search online for him, but all I could find were pics that he took of Fabian Cousteau.) The show was stupid and for a Cousteau, this dude didn't think things out very well.

Remember my friend that was in town in November, we went to the Aquarium, I sent him a thank-you note which his wife opened and went ballastic (and he subsequently went ballastic on me because he didn't tell his wife he went to the Aquarium with me). We were just friends - I would never have dreamed of crossing that line. He apologized but things have dropped off significantly - from many emails/calls a week to maybe 3-4 emails/calls in the past 6 months. He's in town and we're going to rendezvous this afternoon. Not quite sure what to expect.