Nothing has gone right today, it seems.  I have gotten no answers on anything (work, any phone calls I tried to make, etc.), so I will have to make a gazillion phone calls tomorrow to try and get some.  I can't wait for it to be tomorrow so that I can start fresh.  Monday spoils the entire week, man.  They should either skip right to Tuesday every ( Read more... )

And I'm sure you'll hear me complain about this many more times this month, but this whole posting every day thing is hard.  Can't I just lurk and read my flist ( Read more... )

Especially when I don't really have anything to say right now.  I was pretty successful in my attempt to do absolutely nothing today.  I don't know that it helped my back all that much, but I've been putting ice on it and my hip made this really loud crack earlier which took some pain away.  I was able to get caught up on my flist, though (except ( Read more... )

So, November is National Novel Writing Month.  I don't think I could even approach 50,000 words of fiction, so I've decided to participate in NaNo's lesser known cousin, National Blog Posting Month.  That means I will try to post something every day this month.  I'm not officially signing up, since I am fairly certain I won't be able to post on ( Read more... )

I just spent the last two hours listing clothes on eBay.  Man, those things take forever to write!  Now I'm about to list my Sidekick II.  Basically, I feel like I'm wasting my money paying $20 every month for the data plan, when I barely use it.  The phone is in excellent condition (thanks to that handy case it comes with), but I would rather have ( Read more... )

I have a billion things I want to post about but I can't seem to get my brain organized enough to start.  So, here's a list of the ridiculous amounts of TV I'm going to be watching this season:

( My fall schedule. )

So much filming to do, so little time. I actually think I'm still cold from last night. Setting up shots in the middle of a freezing street in an unfortunately light jacket is not exactly conducive to warmth. Twenty minutes in, the tips of my fingers started to get numb from the cold. After the first hour, I couldn't feel my legs (the curse of ( Read more... )