I've got a book to finish. That's my excuse.
When's your deadline?
Also, I thought that your perfect excuse was "I have a Matilda".
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I've got a book to finish. That's my excuse.
When's your deadline?
Also, I thought that your perfect excuse was "I have a Matilda".
Happy Birthday Erika!!!
Happy birthday, erika!!
God bless LA. Will Smith is just down the street from where the Masai was. I knew I moved here for a reason.
That is pretty awesome.
Lordy, ita, what're you doing up?
Me?
Very few people here will be familiar with the phrase "Cricket, lovely cricket." It's a UK/Caribbean/etc sporting thing.
Except this morning I was thinking of it in an "I will fry your ass up in garlic butter and eat you, why are you making a racket outside my window???" way.
Or maybe it was a bird. More meat. Grr. Too awake.
Hippo birdies erika!
Hey, Aimee, here's a fun interview with Daniel Radcliffe. He apparently takes life lessons from Eddie Izzard routines and tells an interesting story about being stalked by a New York fan calling herself "Mrs. Radcliffe."
Have you been in NYC recently?
hides subway tickets, Playbill, and stolen Ritz towels
Um...no! Not me!
When's your deadline?
I told my editor I'd turn it in today. Almost there.
Also, I thought that your perfect excuse was "I have a Matilda".
Indeed my up-all-hours status is entirely validated by Matilda. Though it must be noted that she's slept through the night so far.
Happy Birthday erika!
People around town are suddenly noticing a preponderance of squirrels with white tails.
People around town are suddenly noticing a preponderance of squirrels with white tails.
Huh. Not too long ago I woke up after a night of heavy drinking -- hungover and covered in blotches of white paint....
I guess now I know what I did that night.
Happy birthday, erika!
Though it must be noted that she's slept through the night so far.
I have a theory that there is a finite amount of baby sleep in the universe. So every night Dylan is up every 2 hours wanting to play, another baby will be sleeping through a solid 8 hours.
I uploaded 2 weeks worth of photos last night, including ones from our trip to Montauk. And then I spent an hour this morning renaming them, because the computer I need to upload video onto is full and I can't delete anything until the guy who filled up the hard drive comes in and tells me what's important. La la la. Oooh, coffee.