Jun. 18th, 2008
- Today has been chaotic. And as much filled with problems that I was awesomely able to solve as ones that just aren't cooperating.
- My legs feel sore and heavy today, which never bodes well for fencing.
- Somehow, my brain just noticed that tomorrow would be Jack and Annie's 88th, so now I have to write something else for it, even if it's just a drabble. (Hello, Foreign Lander on my creepy psychic iPod, how are you?)
- Why has the closest post office to my office removed the APS and shut down all its vending machines? Are they trying to make us miserable?
- Lesbian werewolves. 'Nuff said. Argh. I so didn't get to it last night because I had to write about chopines for Zappos. Not even joking.
- I need a new desk chair at home.
- This list is both weirder and more mundane than most.
- Really wish I knew when the NYT is going to run the letter, as there's a long post I need to make to go with it.
- Oh yeah. You know what's in my hand RIGHT NOW? Airmail stationary from WWII. Ha!
- My legs feel sore and heavy today, which never bodes well for fencing.
- Somehow, my brain just noticed that tomorrow would be Jack and Annie's 88th, so now I have to write something else for it, even if it's just a drabble. (Hello, Foreign Lander on my creepy psychic iPod, how are you?)
- Why has the closest post office to my office removed the APS and shut down all its vending machines? Are they trying to make us miserable?
- Lesbian werewolves. 'Nuff said. Argh. I so didn't get to it last night because I had to write about chopines for Zappos. Not even joking.
- I need a new desk chair at home.
- This list is both weirder and more mundane than most.
- Really wish I knew when the NYT is going to run the letter, as there's a long post I need to make to go with it.
- Oh yeah. You know what's in my hand RIGHT NOW? Airmail stationary from WWII. Ha!