mmm, library book sales. Don't know how picked over it was by the time I got to it, but I picked up some stuff. A Terry Goodkind that didn't look to be the middle of a series--don't remember the title--and another SF author who's suppoed to be good. Most amusing, though, was being cruised by another SF reader who seemed all a-twitter at the idea of a girl who was looking at the stuff. "Oh, you should read this! You'll love this!" Maybe it was just enthusiastic geek-hood, but it came out of nowhere and had a definite flirt vibe. Of course, I think I was the only woman in the place a) not pushing a baby stroller, b) buying all the romances she could get her hands on, or c) looking like the last brain cell has succumbed to the overwhelming onslaught of life. The black leather jacket and hat probably didn't hurt the image of "interesting woman, not the usual sort in Provo, Utah."

Being checked out, rocks. All three times somebody did it to me.

6439.99 m. Damn Stop girls.

Email response from MCI customer service after I cancelled their asses:

"I am regretful that you were not please with the rates that you received from MCI."

outsourced thier apologies, eh?

Either that or all my base no belong to them.

I think nobody's base belongs to anybody anymore. Base wanna be free.

I think I've finished Anne's Cowgirl ReBop mix. I'm listening to it now, and it's good - it could pass as a faux Cowboy Bebop mix. That is if you took all the crime jazz from the v.1 and mixed it in with the vocal tracks from 2 and 3. I even included a vocal from my (ex)minion. Tep can vouch she's got a great voice. I only cheated on one song. (Throwing in a certifiable GREAT RECORDNG. But I don't think Anne knows it, so...)

Erika's Soul Thang 1 seems done. And I've got plenty enough to do Soul thang 2 and 3, which are roughly assembled.

I think I've culled Shrift's Glam mix down. Just a few more cuts and fiddle with the segues and it'll be good to go.

Ahhhh, music. Still need to work on Frankenbuddha's Crime Jazz though.

So, Ple is it sort of like a 40s pageboy a la Bacall?

Nah, not really. It's a little less structured than that. I could probably fake 40s with the cut, but I can just as easily go modern.

Sigh. Rather different night from last night, and yet, it's really my own fault. I have turned down what was offered, and I suspect the universe will retaliate, and never offer again. Or at least, not until I get down on my knees and apologize to the universe and beg. Hmph.

Poor meara!

Timelies all!

I'm awake. I desperately need coffee, though. Thank goodness the coffeemaker is hissing right now. Groceries get delivered today. I've got to make a few small changes to my big paper and do some other schoolwork. Then this afternoon I get to celebrate with the Somervillains. Should be much fun. Margaritas will be consumed.