I turned 25 on the 30th, an experience best left as low-key as it was; there's no joy in being able to measure one's lifespan in terms of a century. My father and aunt came through town for a whirlwind lunch at Olive Garden on the 1st, leaving Godiva chocolate and some wicked good nutty mini croissants in their wake. My mom spent the past weekend ( Read more... )

I start being a reporter today at 10 a.m. Not sure which part of that sentence terrifies me more.

( OMGWTFBBQreporting )

Because the Sci-Fi Channel is doing a marathon today, I would like to second David Hewlett's ramble about its new original miniseries The Lost RoomHoly wow. I too could've gone another thousand hours with Peter Krause in search of his daughter through a warp in the fabric of the universe. It's a little bit scary and a lot anticipation - which the ( Read more... )

More specifically for tomorrow, when I'm to be in the office at noon (regular time being 4:30 p.m.) and shouldn't expect to leave until both weekend editions of East Polk are done, on the new system, with one of the "new" design girls. Being a compendium of all things making me happy right now, this will serve as a reminder that life is nonetheless ( Read more... )

( WORK )

After four days of hacking up my lungs, breathing through my mouth, huddling in my Atlantis sweatshirt and moaning pitifully, the death flu has been vanquished. You know, it wouldn't have been nearly as bad, but as our waiter at Smoky Bones and I commiserated, who gets the flu in the middle of JULY? Lame ( Read more... )

( Journal redesign strife. )

( Which is to say, there's been a lot of it. )

So, how about that Buffy musical, eh?

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