In which I have a social life, and friends come over for dinner! Yay! Last night I sat at my desk until well past five, cleaning up my blog’s CSS. Brett called me and asked if I were still in town and if I wanted to have a cocktail, which I was and did. He […]
In which I talk about knitting. 1. Do you knit continental or English? English. 2. How long ago did you learn to knit? A few years ago, from a booklet I bought at Wal-mart. 5. First FO? A sweater for a doll, on tiiiiiiny little needles. 6. Favorite yarn? Lamb’s Pride bulky. I loooove knitting […]
In which I’m stumped by a microwave boasting a function I’ve never seen on a microwave before. Okay, sorry. I lied. None of the nuns I saw this weekend had guns. (That’s just the name of a song on an obscure album by SNL’s bandleader. Yeah. Nuns With Guns is the name of an obscure […]
On second thought, maybe I want this instead for my birthday: a 5th gen 20GB iPod, for only $270. Yesterday I was thinking I wanted to buy Tahmi’s old 3rd gen 15Gb iPod, and then I started surfing eBay to see what it was worth, and then I saw all the newer ones, and then… […]
In which I re-post a post I’d posted a week too early last week. This weekend, I’m going to a Benedictine nunnery in Kansas with Tahmi, where we will go to chapel four times a day, eat cafeteria food with nuns, drink wine, sing the rosary, stay in giant old bedrooms in an historical building, […]
In which you learn I have a dinner date tonight. Tonight, I’m meeting the girls (Christina and Tahmi, so far) at Los Portales for a pre-birthday dinner thang. Yay! Come join us, if ya wanna! We’ll be there at 5:30 or so.
In which I bore you with my reading list. I finished Ilium after returning from vacation; now I’m elbow deep in Olympos. These books are fantastically good readin’. It’s sci-fi meets the classics meet a good story, with Zeus and robots and nanotech and LGM (little green men). It sounds impossible, but it works. Makes […]
Being a running list, 18-24: turbot anomic diktat ——–
In which I’m still crushin’ on NYC. Here I am (on the right) waiting for the C train at 42nd street in my cheapo $5 Chanel knock-off sunglasses, which I bought on the street from a guy who insisted on cleaning them and removing the sticker for me: And that’s Aimee on the left, looking […]
In which I come home and ache for NYC. Oh, sweet Manhattan, my love. I miss you so already. I misted up getting on the train to Jersey at Penn Station. I know you’ve already forgotten me, you fickle bitch, but oh how I miss you. ~+~+~ I have never responded to any location the […]
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