God bless you, USA Network. There's an awesome Psych/Miami Vice one, too, which is priceless as we've been using our Christmas gift of Netflix subscription to watch endless episodes of Miami Vice, Rockford Files, Cagney & Lacey, and Magnum P.I. on instant queue. And new Burn Notice tonight ( Read more... )

I fucking hate Katy Perry and yet I can't stop listening to her (at least, a few of her songs). The only possible reason can be brainwashing ( Read more... )

( WAR stuff, incl crazy bird lady Mary Poppins references )

-GenCon was incredibly geeky and incredibly awesome... as are the best things in life, I suppose.

-I passed the Foreign Service Test!!!! but must wait until December to find out if I passed it enough (?)

-Emboldened by the fact that I was in the lowest 5%, BMI-wise, of GenCon attendees, I pigged out at Fogo de Chao and am even to this very day ( Read more... )

Thank God that Solzhenitsyn did not live a few more days, so he did not have to see that his country has learned nothing.

We have devised a precarious contraption involving super glue, a Manhasset music stand, a portable DVD player with external speakers, the treadmill, and Jeffrey Donovan. We can now watch Season 1 of Burn Notice while exercising, but one exuberant sprint (or one enraged 110-pound collie) may send the whole thing tumbling down ( Read more... )

You know how some people call bulk warehouses (like Sam's or Costco) $100 Stores, because it's impossible to leave them without having purchased at least $100 worth of merchandise? Well, on Monday I learned that the Apple Store, which I have long feared even setting foot in because of the unnerving, glowing, cultish aura around it, is my $3000 ( Read more... )

Wandering around Connecticut Ave singing the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, revelling in the staid rowhouses, spotting the world's saddest excuse for a drag queen (shaved legs but not nascent neckbeard?!?), prepping for interviews, counting the hours till my honey arrives. Feels so good to be "home"--hopefully the last time we'll ever have to book a hotel in DC.

I can't compare to a dream whose shit you've yet to smell.

New job*, new glasses**, new treadmill, new thousand-page book to lug around. It's been a good week.

* short-term, part-time thing while I wait on exam results.
** contact lenses and allergy season mix like martinis and prozac.