VH1 is currently playing David Hasselhoff's top 50 power ballads. Number 4 was Cher's If I Could Turn Back Time, or as Brendan called it, If I Could Straddle The Military. "Oh look, she's wearing her dressless strap."

You know bt, I think we need a COMM thread just for you. Honestly, I could tag nearly everything you say, but I don't think it would be fair to those of us who (almost) never get COMMED. You make us look like chopped liver. We could call it "billytea's bible of wierd, wonderful and wacky witticisms."

I'm up and coffeed. Go me. I tried to sleep until my alarm went off but the body wouldn't cooperate. Today, I take my dad to see Serenity, whoot!

Nora, send it on to me whenever you're ready. I'll be glad to take a look.

BUT writing a paper about the Search for Intelligent Life in the Universe at 5am is just wrong.

at 5am there is no intelligent life in the universe.

the end

Why not make out with the gay boy is a better question.

Why not make out with the gay boy is a better question.

Well. In my case, he could take it the wrong way.

I'll be around all day, Nora, and actively procrastinating instead of doing the work that really should have been done last week. I'm sure I'll be glad to look at work by anyone but me.

-t, I hope everything goes well in New Orleans.

Another entry in the continuing Buffista saga, "Am I too petty?"

I went out to dinner last night for the birthday of T, a woman who cannot order dinner without having every dish explained to her and then asking the restaurant to alter various parts of the dish she finally orders and who sent her marguerita back twice because it was too sweet. She attempted to dictate the exact recipe for the bartender to use. I digress, except that this was the beginning of the erosion of my last nerve.

Another person at the table, B, and I have often complained about several guys of our acquiantance who say, "Oh, let's just divide it four ways," when they had the three martinis and we had a beer. She's now dating a new guy who last night did the "Let's just split it five ways" thing. I said no. He said, "We all had a couple of drinks and an entree. It should be pretty close." I said, "I had the house margueritas and the chicken. They had Texas margueritas and more expensive entrees." He said, "Well, I had the house margueritas and I don't care." At that point, I was reduced to muttering "I do care." B said not a word. Okay, it wasn't much money. Mine would probably have been $10 less. Should I have been pissed off?

Ginger, I hate that. It's not petty at all. And yes, you can be pissed off.

I'm having a rough morning. I just want to go crawl back in bed. I'm trying to make a list, but most of the things require leaving the house, which I don't want to do.

Should I have been pissed off?

Justifiably so. Forcing someone to pay more than his or her fair share is rude, and that's all there is to it.

Annoying, Ginger. I'm one of those who generally prefers to just split it up as long as there's not a great difference, but I strongly believe that the moment someone voices concern, that should end the matter. It's not fair to put someone in the position of having to push about that.