Most women get all excited over shoes or clothes, but me? I want SOFTWARE. (I mean, I love my Danskos and Keens, but I don’t think that counts.)

Babysitter today, so that I could help out Marilyn with some stuff, which led to a brainstorm of epic proportions that might just serve my practicum project better than the conservation idea (although, I still want to do that, too) but the more I thought, the more I think Mozilla just won’t be able to handle what I want to do, so hmmm, I should get like, Dreamweaver. Only Studio is oh, about a THOUSAND US DOLLARS if you aren’t a student, which I’m technically NOT, but, Marilyn qualifies for the edu discount, which makes it $179. I’m going to email her, to barter my in-home services (which she’s using anyway, and WANTS to pay for, but that seems weird to me) for the software. And then I can learn Flash!

I know. It’s like the Jimmy Choos of NerdWorld.

In other news, sitter did fine, Ingrid blew through all my frozen breastmilk (which, granted, was only like 6 oz), so I need to pump like a mofo over the next few days, which SUCKS because as much as I LOVE nursing, I HATE pumping.  So odd how the same function can feel so totally different with different triggers. Anyway.

MMmmmm. Studio 8.