'Origin'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I somehow have the DANCE moves from a community theatre production of Godspell, which I did the costumes for, stuck in my head!
Hee!
I am so goddamned tired. Not that it's not my fault, but I have no work today AND I feel sick from not getting enough sleep last night.
Me too! Except right now I'm all jacked up on Excederin and Hershey's Kisses. But in about two hours, I'm going to be under the desk, I'm sure.
Clearly I have bogartted all the rest and productivity. I have been doing actual work already and getting answers to things and all kinds of stuff.
I understand that I will be made to pay for this. I am mentally prepared to suffer the consequences from the cosmic powers that be.
Actually, msbelle, I should think you're being rewarded for the other night.
Heh -- all the snow they were predicting for Boston has turned into rain. Take that, Cold Miser!
In other more amusing news, I ran into Nutty on the subway this morning, which always makes my commute a littlequite a bit more fun!
I can't blame all my insomnia on myself, but some. I'm twitchy and tired now. Great combo. But I think I caught this migraine in time to stop it blossoming. So that's good.
Timelies!
Now at work and sorta settled down. Have a bit of a sore throat. That sort of "Oh my god, am I getting sick?" sore throat where you're not really sure. It could just be from lack of humidity and too much sugar intake. Speaking of which, I'm trying to goose myself up to cutting most sugar and starch out of my diet again. I did it for 3 straight years. When my life went to hell last June, I fell off the wagon and couldn't get on again. And gained weight and feel like hell. I waited until the holidays were over to attempt getting on the wagon again.
I have a gig on the 12th so I sure as hell hope I'm not getting a cold. Or that it will be over by then.
I came in to find an email dated yesterday from an editor making an urgent request for setting up an FTP directory and asking that I do it "this morning". Dude. It was a company holiday yesterday. I'm not in the office on company holidays.
Guinea pig driving a car. SO CUTE.
Just seen while looking at citibank's various credit cards: "We'd like to peak your interest, not your interest rate." UGH!
I wanna go back home and keep trying to clean spyware off of my computer. Nothing will happen if you "practice safe browsing" my ass.
Citibank ads irritate me anyway. That? A whole new category of...what's the word...right...pique.