Tonight is a very strange night.

I went to Unblurred, and it was just ... odd. First, I saw this guy. Many of you know that Rob looks an awful lot like this guy, Mike Johnsen, that I went to high school with. I think I saw Mike Johnsen tonight, but it really could've been Rob. And how sad is it that apparently even I can't tell the difference ( Read more... )

I'm so geeked that I finally learned how to get my pictures online and then post them here. Now it seems I can't stop.

Anyway, here are more pictures:

( my incredibly adorable Grandmother )

I'm just getting home from Unblurred. I actually hadn't gone to Unblurred in several months (some of you may recall the disaster that was my last trip to Unblurred). But tonight was fabulous. The street was literally filled with good friends of mine. I got to have a long talk with la_nuque (aka shalomcarrie), and, later, an equally long talk with Lindsay, a former Co- ( Read more... )

Anyone who's done any work in retail knows that one giant pain in the ass is when the store is closing in five minutes and someone shows up at your register with a huge freakin' amount of stuff. Ten minutes before nine and this guy shows up in my line with his shopping cart absolutely loaded, but OK, no biggie, and I start ringing and bagging and ( Read more... )

Or, perhaps more accurately, distracting me from sleep:

* Thoughts about my ex in Chicago. You know, the one for whom BDSM is a lifestyle, not a hobby.

* Thinking about a poem that my (evil) ex-roommate wrote about a car accident that I was in when I was 19, and about the man who was killed in that accident. rawdolphin, you may remember the line that still ( Read more... )