I'm about to work on a show that uses the word "champion" even more than Angel did.

Yay, me.

At least it will be something to do. I went to Starbucks this morning, which was fun because I got to locate where the drive-thru was, and then I got free coffee. I read recaps. For some reason I'm having trouble focusing on my book. And I'm beginning to feel like making popcorn, just so I can't have something to do.

I think I'll pack a different book tomorrow. Or a kitten.

I'm about to work on a show that uses the word "champion" even more than Angel did.

Oh, poor baby.

Thank you, Cindy.

It is Master of Champions. Which includes a panel of champions. And a cup of champions, in a wall of masters. And everyone is a champion, but only one can be determined the master of champions, as decided by the panel of champions.

You get the idea.

Slate magazine just redesigned, and it kind of sucks. A little nicer to read, but a lot harder to navigate.

I've looked at it a couple times today, and I find it easier to find more articles and easier to read in general. I use bloglines, though, so I don't feel like I'm missing content anyway.

Sometime Thursday night, my appetite went missing and I haven't been able to find it.

How does Hollywood do this not eating thing, man? They must need naps constantly!

Much peeps~ma to you, Nilly. I hope you get good news about your brother and your friend soon.

How does Hollywood do this not eating thing, man? They must need naps constantly!

Caffeine & cigarettes. Oh, and coke.

I was going to say, I think she's got the caffeine and cigarettes covered...

Things I wish I could go to, but can't because if I accidentally have a baby somewhere non-local insurance won't pay for it: Tall ships in NC! [link]

I could live on caffeine and cigarettes when I was 19, but now I need actual food. I think I should order Indian for dinner if I call a lady about a job in the next ten minutes, because it'll taste good when I eat it even if it sounds gross now.