Are you grumpy now?

Only about Matt's sewer people.

Do you get a discount or something, Matt?

Thanks for the rec, JZ.

I'm thinking of making a Christmas card out of a photo of my discolored, peeling bedroom ceiling and sending it to my landlord. I know I'm pretty patient about maintenance issues, but it's been months since the Katrina-spawned thunderstorms with no further leakage that would prevent cosmetic repair.

Do you get a discount or something, Matt?

I think I'd get a "just be glad you're on the third floor." I know there are hazards to living in beautiful old buildings, but I'd prefer not to have using the public restrooms available in my slummy area of town be one of them.

Thanks for the rec, JZ.

Bear in mind, she's still angling for those Eyes episodes...

I've already committed to the Eyes episodes, and just asked for her address to mail them to her. Admittedly, a little behind my stated schedule, but if a concussion doesn't buy me a little time, I think her angling for the nice list fails quite miserably.

Your downstairs neighbor should send you a "thank you for not pooping into my apartment" bouquet of flowers, Matt. Seriously, you're being really nice about it all.

HEY! GUY I WORK WITH!

When you change policy from how I've been doing things for well over a year (and let's not talk about the tears, blood, and pain it caused me to get them to where they are), LET ME KNOW. And by that I mean actually sit me down, say "This is how we are changing things and this is why." and not by just telling me to do something I have previously gotten into trouble for and when I question it saying, "Just do it, please." and sighing very loudly at me.

Eff you.

Does FTD make that bouquet?

Sure. [link]

I think the symbolism of the yellow and brown say it all.

Damn the schedule, I'm just delighted to be getting the episodes at all. The concussion is a totally acceptable excuse for, well, practically anything, from spending the weekend curled up on the cuddle lounge not mailing DVDs out on schedule up to and including the brutal murder of Asshole Portland Man and Matt's sewer people.

Also, Aimée's elaborately sighing coworker.

On another and much more utterly frivolous topic, may I ask for hivemind makeup advice? I'm aggrieved by most of my lipstick lately. All I want is one, just one, deep true red vampy/fresh-blood/40s noir actress lipstick, the more permanent the better. All the truest reds I have smear off within minutes, and all the super-permanent ones I've tried pink up on my lips, no matter how red they look in the tube.