WTB TiVo PST. as if i'd go an entire entry without a warcraft reference.
i am jealous of all you bastards with your tivos. oh, the freedom. i have to miss House tonight, as i have a photoshoot scheduled to start around 8:30pm. of the little television i do watch, it is one of the shows i never miss. until tonight. hiss. scratch that. one of my lights died and so the shoot is postponed.
i figured a walk would alleviate my petulance. on a day like today, i would have to be seriously broken to maintain such an ornery disposition. i also needed to satiate my need for chocolate. i wandered over to the fancy grocery store with the small carts down the street. this store is horribly designed. what kind of grocery store has two floors with teensy escalators? surely it is to confuse people. are we supposed to take the carts up there? well done, hidden elevator. a beared young man came past with a questionable look in his eyes. was he admiring my flax bread and chocolate soy milk, or had he seen my unclad sweater kittens via the internet on a previous occasion? the walk home was full of squinting. squinting and heavenly thoughts about the corn nuts in my shopping bag. if only i had brought my sunglasses! my hideously awesome sunglasses. if only i had a purebred guard dog named squid! archernu wins best random email award. go on and try to beat him.
when i returned home, i put on the radical connector mouse on mars cd. i love mouse on mars. but this cd especially. i wish i could say the same for my cats. it was nearing 5:00pm. 5:00pm is quickly becoming my favourite time of day here. at this hour, the sun is shining directly into my apartment. my windows have no screens, so i have taken to sitting outside on my window sill, watching people and reading. each afternoon i see an older man in the apartment building facing mine in a beater and shorts talking on the telephone. he paces around his apartment, often out onto his balcony. i'm sure he thought i was taking his picture. and well, he wouldn't have been wrong. i was being creepy, after all. i did take some non-creepy photos, or one at least. i watched the sun crawl nearer and nearer for close to an hour.
days like these, make me want someone around to take me outside in the sun.
the new pope kind of looks like an evil gnome.
man. this entry is kind of weird. fuck the what?
20 days.
i am jealous of all you bastards with your tivos. oh, the freedom. i have to miss House tonight, as i have a photoshoot scheduled to start around 8:30pm. of the little television i do watch, it is one of the shows i never miss. until tonight. hiss. scratch that. one of my lights died and so the shoot is postponed.
i figured a walk would alleviate my petulance. on a day like today, i would have to be seriously broken to maintain such an ornery disposition. i also needed to satiate my need for chocolate. i wandered over to the fancy grocery store with the small carts down the street. this store is horribly designed. what kind of grocery store has two floors with teensy escalators? surely it is to confuse people. are we supposed to take the carts up there? well done, hidden elevator. a beared young man came past with a questionable look in his eyes. was he admiring my flax bread and chocolate soy milk, or had he seen my unclad sweater kittens via the internet on a previous occasion? the walk home was full of squinting. squinting and heavenly thoughts about the corn nuts in my shopping bag. if only i had brought my sunglasses! my hideously awesome sunglasses. if only i had a purebred guard dog named squid! archernu wins best random email award. go on and try to beat him.
when i returned home, i put on the radical connector mouse on mars cd. i love mouse on mars. but this cd especially. i wish i could say the same for my cats. it was nearing 5:00pm. 5:00pm is quickly becoming my favourite time of day here. at this hour, the sun is shining directly into my apartment. my windows have no screens, so i have taken to sitting outside on my window sill, watching people and reading. each afternoon i see an older man in the apartment building facing mine in a beater and shorts talking on the telephone. he paces around his apartment, often out onto his balcony. i'm sure he thought i was taking his picture. and well, he wouldn't have been wrong. i was being creepy, after all. i did take some non-creepy photos, or one at least. i watched the sun crawl nearer and nearer for close to an hour.
days like these, make me want someone around to take me outside in the sun.
the new pope kind of looks like an evil gnome.
man. this entry is kind of weird. fuck the what?
20 days.
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