There will be no dissing of the Dragon*Con!

To explain: people have been pissing all over my opinions and the things that I like, lately and I'm so totally grumpy and oversensitive to everything that I may just have to put myself in an isolation chamber with my TiVo of the U.S. Open.

All this September birthing energy. Watch me get distracted and miss my sister's birthday in a week or so. That's a hanging offense in these (and all) parts.

If you tell us what day it is I'm sure people here will remind you! There's no need for hangin'!

Now you, and all the other Buffistas, have good reason to come visit. Ireland F2F!

Cork is where my people are from mostly. And some of them are still there! I've really been needing to get over there.

I have a question. Week before last I put in, oh, about 10 extra hours of work. Or a bit more. I just got my paystub and it looks like I'm getting paid for those extra hours. Now, I'm a salaried exempt employee. I shouldn't be paid overtime, right?? I wasn't expecting it. I sure would appreciate the money but I'm thinking I better say something.

may just have to put myself in an isolation chamber with my TiVo of the U.S. Open.

Can I send my boyfriend to hang out in your chamber with you? He can't stop watching the US Open. And I have two seasons of The Office (US) to catch up on dvd! Priorities, people!

I shouldn't be paid overtime, right??

DragonCon has probably around 50,000 people at its busiest, maybe more. If you can find a single thing that everyone has in common, I will give you a cookie.

And yeah, since shrift and I have been going for several years, I'd hopefully question the socially inept part. I'll happily lay claim to "nerd."

And I have two seasons of The Office (US) to catch up on dvd! Priorities, people!

I've always said that the secret to a good relationship is two bathrooms and two TVs. And now I add two Tivos.

Cons suffer from the same Buttless Chaps Guy problem gay pride parades do. You never remember the 25,000 reasonable people who have pants on. You remember the guy waking around exposing his hairy white asscheeks in the name of liberation.

(I know that it's a formal cognitive bias, not called Buttless Chaps Guy, but canna be arsed -- so to speak -- to look it up.)

Oh, god. If not for the Open this year I'd have cut some bitches by now. It's made the enforced home-ness of the random orthostatic hypotension easier, by far.

Irritated that I somehow managed not to get the end of the Federer/Roddick match and it wasn't USA's match of the day. Grr.

My sister's the 15th. She's very demanding.

Java, I got two of these, one of these (why? I don't wear brown!!), and this for which the question is "Another long black skirt? Are you serious?" It's all flea's fault.

My sister pointed out that I like getting stuff in the mail too much. Could be true. On the other hand, I also need to buy a juicer online this morning (going with the attachment to my Kitchenaid Mixer--didn't know that even existed), and I hope to have it delivered to a nearby store where I can pick it up instead of juggling delivery services.

Happiest of birthdays to Nilly and flea!

Yay for walking and flipping, Matilda and Dylan!

I was watching the Ireland episode of Anthony Bourdain over the weekend, and I'm pretty sure at one point he was in County Cork watching "street bowling," in which the two contestants took turns throwing a metal ball down the road until it rolled off the pavement. Whoever got the ball to the end of the 1 1/2 mile stretch of road in the fewest throws won (sort of like golf), but it was mostly a venue for a good walk for the (all-male) spectators, as well as a gambling opportunity--there ended up being 2000 euros in the pot.

If you can find a single thing that everyone has in common, I will give you a cookie.

What kind of cookie? I prefer raisin oatmeal. Because I think you were all mammals.

Happy Birthday Nilly!!!