Thank doG, the cat moved to a chair before my brain hit critical mass.

He is within arm's reach of Daniel, who is now skritching him systematically, and explicating the proper Harvey-skritching technique.

awwwww

1. Kristin, that whole final exam thing is dumb.

2. Susan, at least you're writing. That's more than I'm doing. I suck more than you, nyah!!

3. Suzi, awesome that your mom is doing so well!

4. omnis, Bryan Fuller freely admits to ripping off Amélie.

5. I'm meeting a potential future wife on Tuesday.

I was curious about the early life of b.org so I went back and read the first posts in Apocalypse. The one about the goat is cracking me up.

whoa #5! How are you feeling?

edit: sorry for the multiple posts. Here's one with content.

I have to go work at my old theatre today to learn the vista operating system that's being installed at my new theatre next week. I had hoped it would be simpler but it appears it's going to be more complex. I know of at least one task that used to take two clicks and is now going to take 30-40 minutes.

This is the secret girl my relatives sent my way, even though my mom has apparently found my soulmate already. I looked at her Friendster/Facebook profiles, and she seems all right. She has pretty mainstream tastes, but you never know whether that's because that's just what she likes or whether she hasn't been off the mainstream enough to find the good stuff. I'm trying to train my brain to just think of it as "meeting a new person, and a new Indian person at that." Otherwise I just won't be able to function properly and I'll be stupid and awkward.

Wait so your realtives went behind your mom's back to find you a girl?

No, they know this girl's parents, and they were looking for an "educated" boy for their daughter, so my name came up, and since she's local, it'd be easy for me to actually get to know her. They know how drama-tastic my family is, though, so they let me decide whether I wanted to meet her rather than passing her name along to them.

I hope she's cool.