It really should be a naughty euphamism. So you know, let your mind wander…
Thanks to @JeffQuestad I got to read all about McCain’s vaguely disturbing predilection for ABBA. I’m not that disturbed about his enjoyment of Neil Diamon because, when push comes to shove, which one of us wouldn’t say they loved Neil [...]
Taking a break from cross-eyed order entry at work.
1. My uncle once: bought me the coolest Lego set available in my childhood–the castle.
2. Never in my life: will I do something I know I will one day regret.
3. When I was five: I got a little brother.
4. High school was: where I cultivated my finely [...]
What has kept me away?
New job. Very good stuff, trying to get my life into a rhythm. This includes writing, but more on the getting-paid-for-it side. It makes blogging seem like a chore.
New schedule allows me to actually hang out with Bryan. So I do.
Wordpress kept updating and my old theme [...]
Currently: slightly battered
Reading: Nickel and Dimed: On (Not) Getting By In America, Barbara Ehrenreich
Watching: Olympic opening ceremonies
Netflixing: Bleak House, Disc 3 and The Last King of Scotland
Consuming: ibuprofin
updated: 08 August 2008, 10:59 pm
The greatest poet does not moralize or make applications of morals...he knows the soul.