Duh. I was totally drawing a blank, which is just weird.

I think this week took out more than a few IQ points. It's the first major fucking huge crisis (uh, if someone big gets really pissed, the agency will bring the wrath of hell down on someone) in the new job, and unfortunately, it was a doozy. I'm still not convinced we're scoped it all out.

But my big boss was really nice about it and everyone has been great about coming together and just working together as fast as hell. I'm backed up to the hilt and being commended for my pushiness, and we aren't assigning blame (and it wasn't my fault anyway!) so that's good. But what an adrenaline disaster.

mac just lost his second top front tooth.

I had dinner with aurelia, and it was good. I saw Brenda for a minute and that was also good, although we wished that she could have stayed for dinner.

Then I tried to go home.

Some drunk guy apparently jumped on the tracks in front of the train downtown, trapping us halfway in the station with no power, no lights, and stuck in the car for a half hour. When we finally got going again, we lost the lights halfway between one station and another, hurtling us through the sky in utter darkness. Halfway home, the train went express, so most of us had to get off. Then four more trains came and went express. Heavy snow continued to fall. The wind picked up. I deeply regretted not going to the bathroom before leaving the restaurant. A local train finally came and I hobbled several slippery, snowy blocks home.

I'm thinking about going to bed now.

shrift, that suuuucks.

mac just lost his second top front tooth.

Oh man! Amazing how fast he's growing. I can't believe I'm so lame that I haven't visited. But then, I'm lame about travel. I've got set ones. Introducing a new one is a challenge.

Yeek.

My iPod Mini called it quits this morning -- no amount of resetting would wake it up from its Final Sleep, so I decided I'd been an EXTREMELY good girl these past few months and went out shopping for a replacement, and spent just 17 minutes (by my watch) in the Apple Store buying an iPod Touch. Which has twice the space of the previous.

I need a good name for it, though. iBob was the name of the last one. Any suggestions?

iGertrude? iIchobod? iLavurne? iPetunia? iMuffin?

Sorry, revisiting my dad's favorite lame name offerings.

I deeply regretted not going to the bathroom before leaving the restaurant.

Somehow, that's always the worst part. It's like, (in my case) standing outside with whipping winds waiting for the fucking train is one thing, but add having to pee to that, and I just want to die.

Are you locked in to the i-Something naming convention?

iWeave
iSay
iTchy
iChi
iMP
iNdigo
iNever

Totally, Jesse! It was kind of an adventure and a bunch of us bonded a little, what with being trapped together, but the whole needing to pee thing was what made it truly miserable.

Holding L's T today, he curled into a ball in my arms. Knees up to his chin, head down...he was the size of a volleyball. A warm, grunting, farting volleyball. God, I love'em.