Who wants to go see Control with me tomorrow night? 9:20 at Laurelhurst.
We'll call that my birthday celebration since I was home throwing up on the actual day. Anyone?

I'm having some phone/charger issues and feel kind of disconnected. Joe was nice enough to loan me his old Razor, but unfortunately all my contact info was actually saved in my phone's memory and not on a SIM card due to the way the program was set up (the moral of the story: never buy a phone that runs on Windows ( Read more... )

Guitar Hero. I wants it.

Of course, that would mean I'd have to acquire a television, a Playstation, and the guitar attachments. Since those are all things I'd be highly unlikely to spend any money on, I guess I'll have to live without.

But somebody on this flist must have it, right? Who wants to let me come over and fail miserably (but with ( Read more... )

Wait, I think synthcat may have already used that subject line today ( Read more... )

It's that time of year again...time for my Annual Pilgrimage to Embers. Every year, the night before Thanksgiving, I make my way back there to revisit the dance club of my youth. Over the years I've moved on to different clubs and better DJs, but there will always be a special little corner of my heart reserved for the place where I celebrated my ( Read more... )

Who's going to the Johnette Napolitano show at Berbati's* tomorrow night? I'm leaning toward coming out of my hermitage/not spending money phase to attend.

* My apologies to all the non-locals on my flist. One of these days I really and truly will create a Portland filter so you don't get spammed with these sorts of posts.

Goodbye, crazy October! There was a 2 1/2 week stretch there during which I only spent two nights in town. Whew ( Read more... )

Nobody is ever again allowed to question the necessity of my having so many pairs of black dress shoes! I'm trying to head out the door and TWO pairs in a row have managed to break during the dressing process! Yeesh ( Read more... )

It's a sad day for fantasy fans. After the deaths of Luciano Pavarotti and Madeleine L'Engle last week, we were placing bets at work about who else would die to round out the trio. RIP, Robert JordanIf you listen closely you can almost hear the collective screams of Wheel of Time fans from around the world. "Aiiiiieeeeeeeee! No book 12?!?!?!" (Um, ( Read more... )

How can I not own any scotch tape? Or find a rubber band? Or have decent tupperware with lids that actually stay on? Seriously folks - I am a reasonably competent 31 year old woman. It should not be beyond my capabilities to pack a lunch that won't spill on the way to work.

Heading out the door as soon as I can find a way to secure my potatoes....