"it wasn't for lack of trying on *my* part."

for some reason, that sentence makes my day.

thanks.

in other news, the christmas single is done, and copies will be slowly dribbling into the postal service this week. yay for music!

so far, the funniest thing i've heard all week:

my 7 year old cousin emily starts wiggling her bottom, possibly not unlike a polaroid picture.

me: "put that away."

her: "i'm not done with it yet."

tonight i go home to see family and eat jambalya.  and then turkey and stuffing tomorrow!  I will be big as a house, and sleepy.

hopefully the office will close early today so i won't be in a rush to pack.

then, this weekend, chucktown.  i am so in love with that city, it's not even funny.

sigh. 

3 hours in, and everyone in my office (including me) seems to be in a fowl mood. for god's sake, thanksgiving, save me from the grumps with your turkey and stuffing goodness...soon...

so, for the first time since spring semester in 11th grade (which was...wow, 1995), i'm wearing glasses.  after wearing contacts for nearly a decade, it is truly a bizarre feeling.  my eyes have to totally readjust, and i have to remember that i have to move my head when i need to look at something, because my eyes go blurry if i look past the ( Read more... )

"a constant fretful stamping of hooves"

i've been at work for nearly a half hour now.  with nothing to do.  why is this week going so slow?

i got enough sleep, i think.  no longer feel sick.

talking like hulk.

the more important question is this - why are you wasting time reading this?  i'm just killing time until smelly people come ask me for ( Read more... )

okay, so since i had pretty much finished everything i needed to on monday at work, i decided to call in yesterday and go to the smithsonian!  i took the metro all by myself - which is a big deal, because i don't trust myself to find my way around places.

i spent almost 4 hours wandering around the american history museum.  they had an awesome ( Read more... )

...i'm playing hooky today.

holy mother of god, rickenbackers sure get heavy.  no wonder the beatles only played for 20 minutes per show.   you can track the hilarious recording process herelee is a riveting storyteller.  we did my two first, and as ( Read more... )

this weekend was lots of fun.  also, a little weird.  i will probably write more on it tomorrow.  right now, i have to go watch michael stipe wiggle his ass.