It was less than a year ago that I was hustling my boyfriend out of bed and out of my house because my parents showed up when I wasn't expecting them.

See, if the 80 mile drive and 2 flights of stairs didn't already suffice, I'd regard hiding the visiting guy's clothes so he has to wander out into the parents' view in his underwear (assuming he has any) as an excellent way to head off future unannounced parental visits.

And more absinthe, but that involves mail-order.

Would it be rude for me to inquire about your source? I'm almost to the end of the bottle I started in 2004, and suspect that the rest will fall victim to the craving for sazerac cocktails this conversation has spawned.

Goddamnit I just sent an email to 100 people and forgot to take off my read-receipt setting. I suck!

Matt, I buy absinthe from here: [link]

regular sugar works fine, allyson.

Today is such a waste of instructional time.

Whew. Compilation: yes.

What exciting times these are, with iTunes looking more and more organised.

I should be cleaning my apartment or something.

ita, you can come over and clean my place.

Hec! Help! I have three tracks in my iTunes that I can't classify properly. They say they're from the album "The Famous 500," but Google doesn't think that album exists. I don't remember where I got them, so I can't tell if they were from a compilation of sorts. They are:

Well, they could be from any compilation I guess but Google doesn't recognize that name. I can tell you the albums they were originally on.

White Rabbit by Jefferson Airplane

Surrealistic Pillow

Plynth (Water Down The Drain) by Jeff Beck

Beck-Ola

Down By The River by Neil Young on discs 11, 13, and 15 respectively.

Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere

Oh, they seem to be from the "500 Songs That Shaped Rock" list compiled by the curator at the Rock and Roll Hall of fame.

except, let's be honest, I don't really mean that. I am going to do a serious clean sweep soon. just not yet.

See, if the 80 mile drive and 2 flights of stairs didn't already suffice, I'd regard hiding the visiting guy's clothes so he has to wander out into the parents' view in his underwear (assuming he has any) as an excellent way to head off future unannounced parental visits.

It was actually more of a wacky mixup. I thought that, over Christmas, my mother had said they "might" come down on New Year's Day. I never got confirmation, so I figured it was off. She thought she had told me they would be coming down. And then I still didn't realize that the voicemail from Connecticut meant they were actually on the way. Oops.

So, I just started playing sudoku, when I realized it's finally after 5! I can leave without concern!

Right on.

Let me state, for the record, how ABSOLUTELY RIDICULOUS it is that even as a salaried employee, I have to sit here and waste time.

Yo Hec. Has Malinda received any mail recently?