I put a lot of miles on my old car, when I was driving 50+ miles round trip to work. But when I moved, I bought a new car, and put many fewer miles on it. And now, in my new place where I'm probably going to take the bus? Even fewer miles!

So, I probably shouldn't sing the word to the tune of "Unforgettable," then. Okay. Good to know.

Oh, god, now it's in my HEAD like that!

I feel awful. Something I ate for lunch really disagreed with me. Not sure how much writing I'm going to finish tonight.

Omnis has definitely carted my ass around more than his fair share.

The flamenco show was great but the seating was horrible and we ended up leaving at the break because you just can't watch 1/2 a flamenca at a time.

edit: Did you try taking anything for your tummy, KT?

Hi Laga. Sorry to hear about the flamenco night.

Yes, I took something. Now I'm eating Saltines. I feel lousy still, but not as nauseated as before. I think I may go to bed really early, though.

I wish I could just hop over with some gingerale. damn teleport

I'm glad I went to the flamnco thing, it was just frustrating not being able to see. Plus the barista didn't know how to make a french soda. Meg pointed out how lucky we were to work at a Spanish restaurant that had flamenco on Friday and Saturday nights. At the time we'd say things like, "I wish she'd get out of my section, I have a paella to serve!" Now I really miss her. Tonight's guitarist was incredible, though. I have never heard a spanish guitarist I enjoyed as much, not even Segovia.

Gingerale would be excellent. I don't have any of that, but I do have ginger tea--I should definitely make myself some. And yes, so need a teleporter.

How's your blog post coming?

It's not. I feel too crappy. Every now and then I write a sentence. Then I eat a Saltine. It's not the most productive way to work, I'm finding.

Ahh well, deadline schmeadline. It's hard enough to be creative when you're not feeling sick.

The Libertine (Johnny. Depp. Big white shirts. Sexiness. Probably crap, but - gah.)

You do know that Johnny's nose rots off because of syphillis, right?

Tom Waits is also in Domino.

Thanks for reminding me that I wanted to see Paprika.

We're just back from the RenFaire which is why we missed games night at Megan's house. (Sorry Megan!)

Emmett looked very dashing in full piratical gear. Matilda was either nonplussed or completely boggled by all the goings on.

JZ got her puritan on and went around scolding men for showing off their sexy calves and tempting the women.

I ate Toad in the Hole and drank a Guiness. Very yum. JZ had roasted artichoke drizzled in butter. Emmett had a cinnamon bun. Matilda sampled our treats. There was some archery and Emmett watched Moonie and Broon's neo-vaudeville improv comedy show about three times.