I watched most of Farscape on the treadmill. I'm on Dead Like Me now. I prop my laptop in the book holder thingee and pop in the earplugs. Love it.

Had he had more time, I think Jesus would have instituted unions.

Low key irritable, headachey...I can't believe this is my life.

I don't hermit so much on purpose. I just end up doing it--and sometimes it (in conjunction with previous paragraph) drives me outside to seek any random social contact. It's just that it takes more out of me these days.

But I still need it.

Hec has departed for a meet-up with his co-editor and another writer to discuss starting up a San Franciscocentric version of her L.A. Crime Bus tours, and I don't feel totally confident answering for him, but for the most part Zmayhem time management techniques seem to involve not exercising and resigning ourselves to a certain level of mess and chaos, and only doing as much work as necessary to not let things get worse than they already are. Every few months one or the other of us will go off on a frenzied organizational tear, then gradually it'll all slide back toward mostly-controlled chaotic entropy (or entropic chaos). But the no-regular-exercise and the mess-tolerance are key. Also, the whole Emmett-only-50%-of-the-time thing, so I expect that once we have a 100% Halloweenie it'll all go completely to hell.

Emmett's mom used to have a lesbian sister (she still has the sister, but the sister is now playing with boys); now I finally understand why her place used to be so much tidier than ours. Now, NSM. It's all her sister's fault.

I prop my laptop in the book holder thingee and pop in the earplugs. Love it.

Perfect. I use an old computer I got for free, and an old 19" Monitor that doesn't work at high resolution anymore with GeeXBox to play video while I treadmill. A wonderful system.

Emmett's mom used to have a lesbian sister (she still has the sister, but the sister is now playing with boys); now I finally understand why her place used to be so much tidier than ours.

Man, people with lesbian sisters have it so easy.

Did y'all get my package?

I am having a good if stressy day so far. Sold 3 tennis tix I was afraid of getting stuck with, plus arranged sale of 4 more for tonight or tomorrow, handed off a samll bag of freecycle stuff (yay out of my house), ran a meeting, got a major problem solved and out of my hands, walked a client through a mess they were having (read me = good guy, coworker = bad guy), AND I am having a healthy lunch.

breath

Now to make it through the afternoon.

Jesse, I will get out of work at 2 or 3 tomorrow. FYI

lesbian sister

Just FYI, a gay brother does not help with the cleanliness of the house.

I have many lesbian cousins, and my house is almost clean. I wonder if my sister would Kinsey!shift if I asked her nicely.

Off to have a lie down.

Man, people with lesbian sisters have it so easy.

Did y'all get my package?

I am 12, because this juxtaposition made me giggle.

Holy convergence!

Hee. That was fast with the witty DS9 repartee.

Laura, I'm watching Dead Like Me now too, and really enjoying it. George reminds me a little of Jaye from Wonderfalls.

I'm related to a lesbian! No wonder my home is perfect and spotless and I get 12 hours of sleep per night.

No, really, in sad actuality, Chez Bee is a shambles of books and toys and cat hair. Plus I have a kitten to help really mess things up. Last night she got into my bead project and knocked it to the floor. I put them away into the (previously) safe place, which she promptly got into. I put the beads into the totally cat-proof cupboard. Ha! Take that, nerf! Then I noticed she was trotting around, head held high, carrying the white plastic vase where my African violet used to live in her mouth.