Colin Farrell was adorable. I don't know how long he can work what he's working, but I'm glad he's worked out to work it.

Seconded. I kept squealing everytime he moved, or talked, or looked adorable, or breathed in and out. The man is hotness itself, as far as I'm concerned, even if I would want to delouse him and cover him in latex before fondling.

And I adore and worship my iPod. The only hassle factor was a weekend spent ripping CDs, but I actually enjoyed that part, because I'm a dork. Now I just leave it on shuffle and let it play all day.(Last four songs: "Orpheus beach" by the Go-Betweens, "Precious Things" by Tori Amos, "Cool for Cats" by Squeeze and "Mysterious Ways" by U2.)

Dude--DO NOT come panhandling at my fucking front door and then give me attitude. Just because I live in a house does not mean I am rich or have cash to give out to strangers.

Damn, wow. "Yeah, whatever"? Be glad you get anything at all, you freak.

Damn, wow. "Yeah, whatever"? Be glad you got anything at all, you freak.

I'm perfectly willing to help somebody out when I can--but that kind of thing just pissed me right off and makes me far less likely to give to the next poor guy that happens along my path.

I just get fed-up with agressive panhandlers who demand that I stop and talk to them. Also don't like the panhandlers who threaten to kill me because I didn't give them money.

It's cool for ca-ah-ah-ats.

Those of you who know the song are now earwormed. Squeeze rules.

Thanks, tommyrot. It's been so long since I've lived in the Mac universe, I'd forgotten what it was like. The last Mac I owned was a IIsi. I had to give up the Apple when I went to law school--Lexis/Nexis and Westlaw had little functionality on that platform. Now I'm too lazy to switch back.

Hmm, maybe I should get the Mac mini instead. I also want the new Motorola Razr v3 cell phone and a new iPaq, so I may have issues.

t /first-world whine

I may have issues.

Hey, it's not so bad. Join the club.

I have blood on my hands.

Well, more on my right thumb, but I don't know where it came from. I don't think I'm in pain. Well, not bleedy pain, anyway. And I don't think I've touched anyone else in the last twenty minutes.

ita, why do you have blood on your hands?

As I was getting out of the car at Burke Williams, I noticed I was bleeding into my shoes. Stupid cut on my ankle, forestalling me from getting a pedicure.

Protected WMAs (music purchased from Musicmatch) won't import into the iTunes library. My guess is that an iPod would play them if they were uploaded manually, but I haven't gotten around to figuring out how to test that theory.

Well, more on my right thumb, but I don't know where it came from. I don't think I'm in pain. Well, not bleedy pain, anyway. And I don't think I've touched anyone else in the last twenty minutes.

Spontaneous sanguination? Or perhaps your body no longer recognizes "normal" pain, saving its warning system for the pain that will cripple or kill you.

Stupid cut on my ankle

Every blessed time I shave, I nick my left ankle, and every blessed time I don't notice until I've tracked blood through the bathroom and onto the bedroom carpet.