Still buried under a metaphorical pile of ballots. (Sorry, friends to whom I natter far too much about this project.) Still hibernating (did leave the house yesterday, though, briefly, to see the now-marrieds, just back from their Italian honeymoon). Still lazy. Still procrastinating. Still bad about keeping up with the interwebs, both here and on ( Read more... )

Friday memeage, here I come!

Reading: Larklight by Phillip Reeve. I love it. I loooooove it. I mean, sure, there are a couple of contradictory moments, but the fun-in-space!ness of it is just wonderful. This is a different kind of space, where you can apparently breathe and stuff. It's great. And would make a fantastic movie. On deck: Neil Gaiman' ( Read more... )

Tired, tired, tired ( Read more... )

It's Friday, right? It doesn't feel much like a Friday.

reading
I am wrestling with Black Swan Green. This is not a book with which I want to be wrestling; I looooove David Mitchell! I think it's just such a 180 from Cloud Atlas that I'm having adjustment issues. Also, lots of English child-stuff that I don't understand. But it's fantastic, of ( Read more... )

... so I shall distract m'self momentarily with memeage.

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Across the Wall by Garth Nix. I've been plowing through books lately, some so quickly I think it's safe to say I didn't quite read every single word (but I never skim! It's hard to explain). But YA snack bites like The Sea of Monsters, while definitely entertaining, don't exactly ( Read more... )

Can I call a mulligan on today? Seriously. No, seriously. I woke up tired. I got the shaft at Water School and could touch the bottom of the pool, which sucks. And then! The kicker! I came into work to find that my brand new (refubished, but still) eMac would not. turn. on. No pretty shiny new computer which I only got set up for me on Wednesday. ( Read more... )

Be a promoter and send me an email that says this:

Square Peg Concerts is proud to announced the first patch of shows on the Summer in the Vineyard Concert Series returning to the Secret House Vineyard.

Thu, August 10th, 2006 6:30 PM
Death Cab For Cutie
Yes! Yes! And again, yes ( Read more... )

I'm going to do this little Friday meme-game in hopes of arriving at a point of LJ-induced zen.

I'll be over here waiting for the hysterical laughter-induced tears to stop leaking from your eyes.

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I am back on Crescent. I like it though it feels repetitive, like I've already read these scenes, just with slightly different details. The Best ( Read more... )

So help me, I caved. But I caved in equal parts ( Read more... )

Lunch. Decadence. Can't breathe for fullness. Split an order of calamari and a banana/nutella crepe with a friend. (This after eating cookies for breakfast. WTF. All I want to do since starting to exercise is eat, dammit.) Indulgence for a whopping total of $6.50 ( Read more... )