Blargh. Woke up this morning nauseous. Again. Maybe it does have to do with diet; like an idiot, I ate a whole bag of Baked Lays this weekend. So much for the low fat option. At least, I really hope that's the cause, because I don't even want to consider the fact that I can't control this. Note to self; no more Baked Lays. Maybe that will help. * ( Read more... )

All those people who are out in L.A. for the Wolfram and Hart Annual Revue smell like poo.

And yes, those are sour grapes you smell. *g* Wish I could have gone. Rhetorical question: if they're cancelling the show, does the name "Annual Revue" still apply?

I got off work early today, on account of the fact that there's absolutely nothing to do until we get the equipment up and running ( Read more... )

First day of work at the new building. It took me 45 minutes to get to work. That's fifteen minutes longer than my usual commute, but travelling 1/10 the distance. I've decided that I don't like busing to work anymore ( Read more... )

So that explains the proliferation of all the anti-WB icons I see all over my friends page. Goodbye, Angel. I can't say I'm surprised, as my friend and I were speculating just last week about the duration of the show, but it does seem a bit sudden. Word to the wise: don't ask the WB to host your show if there's any alternative at all, because they' ( Read more... )

I got up this morning, ate my bagel and drank my tea, did my back excercises and started driving to work, brain half-concentrating on the routine, like always. Just another day. Sitting at the traffic light, a truck pulled up next to me in the opposite turn lane, glaring white in the sunlight. I flipped through the radio stations but everything was ( Read more... )

Question for the masses ( Read more... )

Last night, me and two compadres from NaNoWriMo got together for a usually-postponed "kick each other in the ass" writing motivation meeting, since all three of us have written absolutely nothing further on our incomplete novels since November. Fortunately, we all managed to write something, although I realize that I definitely write better when I' ( Read more... )

It's almost time to go to work this morning, and as I'm procrastinating and putting off going to work, I hear a commercial on the radio for the newest stupid reality show. Apparently some guy agreed to have his life taken over by the watchers. If they call in, they can decide which job he works at, how he dresses, et cetera. It sounds like a dumbed ( Read more... )

I find myself in deep, deep envy of all the pretty layouts all you people have on your LJ's. It's likely just because I'm simply too lazy to go figure out how to do such a thing myself, so I just have to sit here and turn green instead. Maybe someday I'll figure it out, or maybe bribe someone to do one for me when I get tired of being jealous. *g ( Read more... )