Five timely things about your freshman year in college:

1. September 11th. Bleh.

2. I went to thirteen shows. I still have all the Playbills somewhere. I wish I could afford to reignite this habit.

3. The X-Files went from bad to godawful ( Read more... )

Vincent and I tie for the coolest morning. I saw Mr. Met behind Grand Central as I was biking in. I hollered hello, and he waved. Awesome. :) Vincent went to get a haircut first thing and found out that he shares a barber with Aaron Douglas. He has a leg up on me for the week, though, because Michael Trucco (who, besides his BSG work, once ( Read more... )

My computer used to love Santana and "Mr. Tinkertrain," so I took its Santana and Ozzy away because there's only so many times you can hear a song before you want to die--excluding, of course, Pete, Roger, John, and Keith. Now it plays a whole lot of Who and Tom Petty (because those albums dominate my collection), but it also loves to frequently ( Read more... )

Apparently. I received this assessment via email from our London office this morning because I promised to send them a bunch of boxes overnight. I think they were just pleased to have the task completed in so timely a manner. However, I'm going with the idea that I'm shiny and am worth a lot of money ( Read more... )

How did an eyelash--an eyelash--first get into my right sock in the middle of the day, then manage to stab me in the big toe such that I had to take my shoe off and dig it out because it was too painful to walk on? The hell ( Read more... )

She of the NineMileLongLastName loaned me her laptop for the day. What a Greek indeed. :)

A brief, heartstopping foray into the depths of the NY Post is enough to start anybody keening. But my fears are allayed. For the moment ( Read more... )

God, give me back my spoiler site ( Read more... )

Tuesday, folks. Tuesday. I'm waiting for someone to call me back. Barring that or some unexpected, last minute before Paris project from my boss, I have no work today. Or for the rest of the week, for that matter. Zero. Zilch. Nada. Other synonyms for nothing. I can't decide if I'm pleased with this or not. Who wants work? Of course, ( Read more... )

This is the awesomeness, and you are all cordially invited to my future launching.