Crap. I'm glad I'm not doing a post a day in July. I would have screwed that up royally. It's been three days since my last post. I'm slipping. Either that, or I've been both busy and crabby. Neither really lends itself to consistent blogging.

Monday was a longish day. Got to work and I was bombarded with things to do. This isn't a bad thing. In fact, this is a very good thing. I like having more to do than I can get done than the opposite. I'm not a good slacker. (Now don't get me wrong, I can slack with the best of them, but it gets old quickly.) Sometime after lunch, my friend Lynn called to let me know she wasn't going to be able to meet up with me that night. She, her gf and two of their friends were going to come to town to see Aimee Mann in concert. She was playing a free show in the park and I was going to go. I was a little bummed, but just a little bit happy, too. Happy because that meant I could stay and get some overtime in before the show. The park is just a ten minute walk from where I work, so I stayed until 6:30. Got there in time to catch the last couple songs of the opening act. I can't remember her name now. She was good, but not good enough to go buy her cd. There was to be a 30 minute intermission between acts, but five minutes into the intermission, it started to rain. It only rained for about 15 minutes, but that was enough to delay the show for a little more than an hour. It's okay, because it was a beautiful night, in spite of the short rain. And I was sitting underneath a big canopy of trees, so I barely got wet. Aimee came on a little after 8 and she was awesome. I think this is the 4th (or 5th... I can't remember) time seeing her and I think this is the best she's ever sounded. She did a lot of stuff from the new album, which unfortunately I don't know well enough to sing along with. Here's the set list I stole from another site:

stranger into starman
looking for nothing
the great beyond
save me
wise up
calling it quits
4th of july
you're with stupid now
little tornado
31 today
borrowing time
how am i different


today's the day

It's the first time I've seen her and she didn't do "The Other End (Of The Telescope)." That was my only gripe with the show. If you've never seen her, I urge you to do so. She's amazing live (well, except the last time I saw her. I thought she sounded way too nasally then, but just that one time....)

So Monday I just ran out of time to blog.

Tuesday was kind of a crappy day. I was easily annoyed and I hate when I'm like that. People just kept pissing me off and I'm not one to let go of things easily. But something amazing happened and whenever something got on my nerves, I would think back to it. A cow-orker of mine ended up being a toilet for a bird. Yup, she got shit upon. I'm giggling now just thinking about it. It's amazing what a little thing can do to turn your whole day around.

Today was just odd. I think I'm working slightly on autopilot. Really tired. But I'm happy to say I walked home from work tonight, which made me feel really good. The sciatica was taking the day off, I guess. This is a skip week for comics for me (I get them shipped to me the first and third Wednesdays of the month... This month ticks me off because I go three weeks between the last shipment and the next) and there was something I really wanted to read out, so I stopped by the shop and grabbed it. It was really good and I'm glad I stopped. That would be JSA Annual #1. Not as good as I had hoped it would be, but still awesome.

I know there was something else I wanted to say, but now I've forgotten it. Guess that leaves something for tomorrow...+


Sunday Disruption

Today is definitely not panning out as it was supposed to. Far from it. Today was supposed to be quiet and relaxing with a nap and comics. Still haven't gotten to either and it's now too late to nap. Started when my friend Carol showed up. While she was here, Ken went upstairs and tried to install a new router. That took the other two computers offline and we spent the next two hours trying to get things going again. And Carol sat downstairs until we were done and demanded attention. She just left and like I said before, it's too late to take a nap. It's almost time to start dinner. I really think I deserve to take tomorrow off to make up for today.

Anyway, here are today's numbers:

1 - number of ruined afternoons today

2 - the number of times more I spent than usual at the supermarket today

103 - number of weeks since I started my diet

110 - number of pounds I've lost since dieting

301 - number of days since I've had a soda or any other carbonated beverage


Friday's Stolen Thingie

Stolen directly from Nessa...

So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend your cool...

Opening Credits:
"America's Dream" by Face To Face

Waking Up:
"Blues In The Night" by Julie London

First Day At School:
"You're the Greatest Love" by Bonnie Tyler

Falling In Love:
"Vivid" by Electronic

Fight Song:
"Levon" by Elton John

Breaking Up:
"Numb" by the Cure

"Rock n' Roll/Night Clubbing" by the Human League

Life's OK:
"Once and Not Speak" by Tanita Tikaram

Mental Breakdown:
"Burn Down The Mission/The Old Man's Shoes/Madman Across The Water" by Elton John

"Cuts Like A Knife" by Bryan Adams

".....So" by Soft Cell

Getting Back Together:
"Heroes" by Blondie

"Good Enough" by Sarah McLachlan

Birth of Child:
"He's A Man" by Madonna

Death Scene:
"American Woman" by the Guess Who

Funeral Song:
"Understand" by George Michael

End Credits:
"Celebrate Our Love" by Howard Jones



I admit I steal freely from Nicole, but I'm going to mix it up a little and steal from another source this time. Thanks to Sasha for posting this on her own page.

The rules are simple. Go to UrbanDictionary.com and type in your answer (or the closest thing to it) to each question in the search box, then write the first definition it gives you.

Your name: Walt

Abbreviation for 'Waltor Mitty' - someone who pretends to be something they're not, especially: a member of the armed forces, a war veteran or a policeman.
These pathetic individuals try to compensate for their social inadequacies by adopting what they see as a glamorous or respectable lifestyle.
"Check out that military re-enactor walt. What a cunt."

"This walt tosser told me he was 22 SAS but I recognised him from Burger King.'

Your age: 42

The Almighty Answer to the Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything. It was calculated by the computer Deep Thought for seven million years and when asked to build a better computer to discover the Question to the Life, the Universe, and Everything, it built the Earth. Before the Earth could tell the Question however, it was destroyed by the Vogons to make room for an interstellar highway bypass. For more information, see The Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy.

One of your friends: Sharon

Noun: an extremely hot Asian girl or woman. Currently common in regional dialects of Seattle and Atlanta. But spreading like wildfire across the county. Get on board before it’s too late.

"See that waitress over by the door, she's a total sharon".
Feel free to replace massage parlors with "Sharon spas"

What should you be doing?: Housework

Busy work you do around the house.

Cleaning the house before a party or just to keep your place clean.

Your favorite food: Pizza

The perfect meal--an open-faced pie using tomato sauce, cheese, and any manner of meat toppings. In addition to the standard, medium-thick-crust pizza, there are two major American varieties: New York style, also called thin crust; and Chicago style, also called 'deep-dish' or (more accurately) 'stuffed' pizza.

Pizza is the perfect meal, man. A slice for lunch, a whole pie for dinner, and cold pizza for breakfast--hallalujah!

Hometown: Ellington, CT

a tiny ass town in CT where the population of cows is triple the population people.

Pat: "U live in Ellington?"

Garrett: "Ya I do."

Pat: "Which barn?"

Car you drive: Saturn

See ricer.

Redneck's honda.

A dream for ricers. A whore attached to aftermarket CRAP upgrades.

Last person you talked to on the phone: Ken

It literally means "know" in Scottish. Can also mean "know what i mean?" in Scottish.

1.Scottie: "Dae ye ken him?"
Translation: "Do you know him?"

2.Scottie: "It's fucked up, ken?"
Translation: "It's fucked up, know what i mean?"


S C O R E ! ! ! ! ! !

It's been a long weekend. Ken and I made plans to go visit his best friend Jim and Jim's partner down in Jersey this weekend. It's been a long time since I've seen Jim. I think it was probably 5 or 6 months, if not longer. Anyway, we headed out yesterday morning. One of the best parts about going to Jim's house is he lives about ten minutes away from IKEA! So when we go, we plan a stop there first before ending up at Jim's. This time was no different. We didn't have anything in mind to buy this time, which is unusual. Last time we went was to buy a computer desk for me. We poked around for about two hours and ended up with a bunch of stuff, including a new chair and foot rest for my office. If it wasn't so fucking hot and humid right now, I'd be disassembling the futon to make room for the new chair. We also bought a little kitty tent for the cats. Ken saw it and he couldn't resist.

We made it to jim's and then headed out for lunch, since we hadn't eaten. I was going to be good, but then said fuck it and got a cheeseburger and fries. After all, I saw this on the scale on Saturday morning before leaving for New Jersey:

We mostly spent the weekend just hanging around at Jim's house, which was fun. I was dismissed at one point because the prescription the doctor has me on has been kicking my ass. I ended up taking an hour and a half power nap, which helped a lot.

Today was mostly about getting home. The traffic was very heavy, particularly the southbound traffic. Thankfully we were northbound. But even though I was away, I had access to a scale and I did my usual Sunday weigh in. I was hoping to see a number in the 180's this morning to go with yesterday's number, but I didn't. I got 190.0. 190.0! Can you fucking believe it? I hit my goal. Officially. While it may not hold for next week, I have officially dropped all 110 pounds I have been aiming for. I rule the fucking world!!!!! So for dinner, I'm torn. I was going to behave myself and eat a salad. But I also picked up a pint of chocolate peanut butter ice cream. I'm having an internal struggle and so far the ice cream is winning.


Watchmen Trailer

Skinny Bitch

Check it out! I'm inching my way to my goal, slowly but surely. Today is the best number I've seen on the scale yet. No way in hell did I think I was going to hit a new low today. Now if I can just hold on to it until Sunday, I'll be the happiest boy on the planet.


Vote McCain!!

Dear FrankenKlinger,

N Word, Please

See, I'm Not 100% Poopy

Or else I wouldn't be posting this.

Nicole, whom I love, tagged me and now I have to do this. Normally I just steal shit at random from her blog, but this time I have full permission.

Here's her post about this shit.

Here are the rules….

1. Link back to the person who tagged you.
2. Post these rules on your blog.
3. Share six unimportant things about yourself.
4. Tag six random people at the end of your entry.

Here are the six unimportant things about me:

1. After I shave, I tweeze the whiskers I missed with the razor.
2. "Invisible" by Alison Moyet is one of my all time favorite songs. Ever.
3. I've eaten dinner at Fred Hembeck's house.
4. I think everything tastes better when the bread is toasted.
5. I often dream I'm interacting with B-List celebrities or that I'm on different reality shows.
6. I do the grocery shopping.

Now to tag six people (in alphabetical order, no less):


Poopy Post

I was going to write this last night, but I just never got around to it. Ken's not home from work yet, so I'll have a little quiet time to write and not get interrupted.

I'm having a really bad week. It's just the pits. My last post was on Monday and as you may have read, this whole sciatic thing is really getting me down. In the last two years or so, my body has been slowly falling apart. I developed carpal tunnel, my shoulder has become unaligned, I discovered I had neuromas in both feet.... All of this I've managed to deal with, whether it was get treatment or just deal with the pain, but the sciatic issue is different. It's getting in the way of my day to day living. It seemed to come out of nowhere and it's taken up residence and won't go. The doctor prescribed me medication last week that did little to nothing. He was very surprised when I told him that. This week he gave me a prescription for some steroid and then sent me for x-rays just to make sure it's not something else going on. Once he reviews the x-rays, he'll let me know if I need a return visit. I'm guessing I won't. The steroids he put me on are only for a week. Six days actually. The first day I'm to take 6 pills. The second it's down to 5. Then 4 and so one. I don't know for sure how quickly these are supposed to work or how much they'll help. I'm half way through my pills for day two right now. I will say that the pain is less severe right now. It's still there, but I'm not limping or anything. I'm hoping that each successive day I'll see more improvement. It's killing me not being able to get out there and go for a long walk right now. And my mood for the last two days has be... different. I'm still feeling down, but different down from earlier this week. I really think the pills are doing something. My mind has been very prone to wandering, my focus has been off and I've been dragging. But at the same time, as exhausted as I was last night, I just couldn't fall asleep. Insomnia is one of the listed side effects. So is "mood, mental and personality changes." I'm poopy and I finally have an excuse. It's terrible, because on and off today all I wanted to do was cry. At least I know why and that's half the battle.

Last night we were supposed to record the new issue of Dial "H". I was just not into it. At all. And I convinced the guys that maybe it wasn't the best thing to do last night. So we chatted for a little while and went our separate ways.

I'm going away this weekend and maybe getting away will do me a little bit of good. One of the things I'm looking forward to is stopping into IKEA. I love that place. All this unnecessary Scandinavian crap that no one needs... It's wonderful.

Thanks for letting me babble on like Debbie Downer. I'm okay, really. I'm really feeling overwhelmed by everything right now and when I'm overwhelmed, I tend to start shutting down. At least I have this place where I can come and fight the shutting down. I know it's a losing battle because if I'm going to shut down, I'm going to shut down, but maybe I can prolong it a little. And I'm only on the pills for four more days anyway. No need to post comments on this crap. I know where I am, I know why I'm here and I know I'll be outta here soon. I'm fine.


Monday's Good and Bad

So I spent most of the day having a pity party for myself. This sciatic thing is really bringing me down. Today was one of the most beautiful days I've seen in a long time. The kind that is made for long walks. Instead I bummed a ride home with one of my co-workers. Bah. Tomorrow I'm going to call my doctor and see if I can get a referral to a specialist that Ken found. Wish me luck.

In better news, I got my 401k statement from my former job today. I actually got an email over the weekend alerting me that my new statement is posted. I didn't have the balls to go look at it considering how bad the market has been doing. When the envelope arrived today, I bit the bullet and opened it. I was shocked to see I had a gain instead of a loss. Granted, it was a gain of $11.61, but it was still a gain. Hurrah!


Sunday Natter

I haven't posted much this week. And I haven't really noticed, either. Nor have I had too much to say, I guess.

Weigh in today was good. I was back down to 192. I feel pretty good about that, though I was secretly hoping to see either 191 or even 190 again. There's always next week, though I'm not too hopeful for that because....

...my fucking sciatic nerve went into overdrive this weekend. I saw the doctor on Monday and he prescribed some anti-inflammatory pills for me. They seemed to be taking the edge off the nerve for me, which was good. I was trying not to get my hopes up too high, just in case. Anyway, cut to this weekend. Saturday morning I went out and walked seven miles. I was started to get a little sore after the walk, but that's typical for me for that length. Last night I decided to go out again and did four more miles. I was really hurting by the time I got home. Pretty sore. I overdid it. This morning I got up and was planning on going about six miles. After about two, I was in pain and limping. It was too much walking. I've decided I have to kick back and not walk for the next few days. This stresses me out because my main course of exercise is walking. I'm really getting stressed out by this whole sciatic thing anyway. I don't know what to do. When I saw the doctor, he suggested physical therapy and I'm really opposed to that. This would be the third time he's sent me to physical therapy and the first two times were unmitigated disasters. I'm probably in worse shape now post p.t. than I was prior to it. I no longer trust my doctor when he brings up p.t.

I'm starting to feel overwhelmed by television. Big Brother starts tonight, airing three times a week. I Love Money is also on tonight. I thought it was supposed to start tonight, but instead it began last Sunday. Project Runway starts back up on Wednesday. Add that to my other recently started shows and I have too much tv to watch. I just don't have enough hours in the day to watch all the shows I want, as well as get some reading in and internetting.

Next weekend we're going to visit with Ken's best friend in Jersey. This is something else that's overwhelming me. I've been using weekends to get caught up on everything that falls by the wayside during the week. I won't have that safety net next weekend. Ack!

I've been trying to convince myself to buy a Flip Camera. Everyone seems to have one. I kind of want one, but I'm not convinced I would use it as often as I should to justify the purchase. With vacation coming up shortly, I need to make a decision.

I'm not spending the whole day online. At least that's what I'm telling myself. I got up at 6, went out for a walk, played online for a couple hours, went out to breakfast, ran an errand, red the sale flyers and now just got back online. I think I need a nap or something.


Suck It Bitches!

I know it's a fluke and I'm going to bounce back up tomorrow, but for today, I'm totally embracing being less than a pound away from my goal weight!


More About Last FM

To answer the replies I got about Last FM....

I don't know a lot about it. What I do know is it works similarly to the "What I'm Listening To" application that was available for a while on Facebook. You go to www.last.fm and download their software. You can sync it with whatever you use to play music. I have mine synced with iTunes. So every time I play a song with iTunes, it registers it. When I sync my iPod with my computer, it will register the songs played there, too. After the first week or so of doing this, you can create a widget like the one over to the right on this page. It will show what you're listening to right now, or the last things you listened to. I think it's kind of cool. What was also cool is that it looked at my iTunes and registered every song that I had previously played. The website updates your stats weekly (I believe). I went there today and discovered it has my Top Most Played Artists as well as Songs. I get into crap like this. My profile is located at: http://www.last.fm/user/pusspatrell/

Oops. Forgot To Give This One A Title

I'm sad to see the long weekend go. This is the best long weekend I've had in a long time. Every time I try to schedule one, they usually end up being more annoying than being at work. I don't know why this happens, but it does. Thankfully this one was wonderful. Could it have been better? Sure, but I'd be hard pressed to figure out a way for that to be.

I had my doctor's appointment this morning. He just confirmed what I already knew. My sciatic nerve is acting up. He prescribed a pill for me to take for the next week. It should dull the pain and it's also an anti-inflammatory. I hope I see some results with it, but I'm afraid I won't. He wanted to prescribe Naproxin for me, but that has little to no effect. This, I guess, is the next step up. We'll see how that goes. He also suggested physical therapy, but after going to the physical therapist he sent me to for my back, I'd be better off never seeing a physical therapist again for the rest of my life. I hope this pill helps me out.

Also, when I weighed in at the doctor's office, I was 197. It's the first time I've weighed in there below 200 pounds. I was pretty happy to see 197, especially since I was back down to 192 on the home scale. The only difference between the two weigh ins was the home weigh in was naked, the doctor weigh in was fully dressed. When I got home, I immediately hit the scale, still fully dressed, and got the same 197. So at least I know the two scales are accurate.

I've had it with CVS pharmacy. The doctor faxed my prescription over there first thing this morning. A couple of hours later I went over to pick it up. Naturally, they didn't have it ready. This happens every single time I go in to get a prescription, without fail. Doesn't matter if I wait one hour or seven. Today I go in and they don't see the prescription. After searching around for a while, they found it. I was told to have a seat, it should take about 15 minutes. A half hour later, one of the women working there asks me if I've been helped. She must have noticed I've been sitting there for a long time. I tell her why I'm waiting and then she goes searching for my prescription. Well, apparently it was filled about 20 minutes prior to this and left to sit there. The whole fucking pharmacy staff, all three of them, knew I was sitting there waiting. Anyway, she rang me out and I wanted to ask about the prescription. She moved me over to the "Consultation" window and then left, saying someone else would come over shortly. WTF? I was really annoyed now. So I go home and hopped online and lodged a complaint with the corporate website. I know talking to the store manager would probably suffice, but shit like this happens EVERY TIME I go to get a prescription. I know that when you go through the website, someone is going to get yelled at and that's about all that is going to make me feel better.

And while I was at it, I bought a bag of Marie Callender's croutons last week and they were stale. So I wrote to them, as well. Don't fuck with me and my croutons, dammit.

Another reason I'm glad I was off today was the sheer volume of new podcasts that were waiting for me in iTunes this morning. At work, I would never have been able to get through them all. I had over five hours worth. Because people come up to me all day (or I go to them... to gossip, naturally), I would have made it through most of them, but not all. So I was hooked up to the iPod most all of today, polished them off and even had time for a bunch of music. Yay me.

Finally, Lucy (my girl cat) is pissing me off. She's not particularly fond of her food and she's decided to pull a hunger strike. She'll sniff the food, but really has no interest in eating it. Luckily Ollie's food is never left out so she can get to it. I don't know how much longer this hunger strike is going to go on for, but it's really getting old quickly. She pulls something like this every so often, so I know it doesn't last for too long, but in the midst of it, it gets old quick, not to mention that I start worrying after a couple of days. But I guess she's eating just enough of it. But still.


Last FM

So I got my last fm thingie working correctly and I'm quite happy about it. If you use it, add me as a friend and we can compare musical tastes. I have two friends there so far (Nessa & Ricky) and we both score a HIGH in musical compatibility, though for a little while today, Ricky and I scored a VERY HIGH.

Sunday Update

Weighed in. Not happy, but not surprised. Back up to 195. I know last week was a fluke and I know that I indulged a little more than I should have this weekend. I still don't have to be happy about being back to 195. It's making me believe my body is very happy at 195 and it doesn't want to go any lower. So, to make my body happy, I bought a pint of that ice cream I had yesterday. But I'm trying to behave. In my world, that one pint is one serving. The package says it's 4 servings. I'm trying to compromise and I hope to get 3 servings out of it. Think I can do it? I do.

My plan for today was to kick back and not do too much. I wanted to go for my morning walk and I needed to get food for Ollie and groceries. I also wanted to clean the bedroom (and maybe the bathroom). Well, I didn't get it all done. I did my walk (6 miles), I got cat food (though when I got to the register, I realized I didn't bring my wallet with me. D'oh! Had to run home and grab it), got groceries (where I saw a co-worker I didn't want to and remapped my trip around the store to avoid him) and took a second walk (4 miles). The last thing I did was to finish off this season of Doctor Who. Wow. What an incredible two-part finale. And it was crammed full of cast, but it never felt crammed. The whole season was just amazing and is officially my favorite season, despite the ending of the last episode, which I didn't really care for.

Didn't get my nap today and I think I'll turn in early to make up for it. And I haven't read comics all weekend. I'll do that when I climb into bed.


So Damn Tired

Got home a short while ago from a very full day. Today was the day Ken and I went to meet Eric the Southern Boy and his bf Comic Boy. They live in NYC and we're in Albany and we decided it would be easiest to meet half way between, which meant Poughkeepsie. So we got up early and hit the road. Their train was due in around 11:30 and we timed it to get there in time. Of course, we got a little later start than we had hoped, but still got there early. Meeting the boys in person was really easy for me. That's huge, because I'm such a shy guy. I find it hard to talk to people, no matter how long I've known them. I've known Eric via the interwebs for a while now, but I've never "met" the bf. But that didn't seem to matter. I felt very comfortable with them from the instant we met.

We didn't really have much of anything planned for the day. I have to admit that both Ken and I are horrible planners / tour guides. I dread having out of town company simply for this reason. I never know what to do and feel like crap for it. What we did have planned was a visit to October Country, the comic shop I used to work at in New Paltz. It's been probably twenty years or more since I worked there. Anyway, we headed there and we all bought some stuff. I got the new Joker comic that came out this week as well as a Gotham Central trade paperback. Eric picked up the first 5 issues of Trinity and the new Astonishing X-Men. Comic Boy picked up a handful of trades including Queen & Country, a book of essays about Neil Gaiman, and other stuff I've blanked out, as well as a Buffy comic and a couple issues of Planetary. While at the store, I ran into someone I knew. Jack, who has worked there for years. He was just a customer when I worked there.

Right after that, we made an unplanned stop at the hardware store across the street. Our friend Andy works there and we popped in to surprise him.

Next, we headed up to Woodstock. There was a place we were thinking about go to for lunch. Unfortunately, they only do dinners there, so we had to resort to plan B, which was just to find some other place to eat. We did, but I can't remember the name of the place. It was really good, though. I got a salmon salad with goat cheese and walnuts. OMG, it was so good. I even broke down and ordered a beer. It's been nearly a year since last I had one. After lunch, we ran the boys ragged. We hit up most of the shops up Tinker Street, poking around. Comic Boy bought this really cool skull lunch box at the toy store. If I didn't pack my lunch in my backpack every day, I'd consider getting the same thing. I was so neat.

The most important stop we made was for ice cream. It was a necessity. I got a chocolate peanut butter cone. While eating it, my mind raced to back when I would eat three times this every night and how I ballooned up in the first place. It's nice to have ice cream on special occasions, but I have to stay away from the stuff. It's way too easy to get myself into trouble with it.

We made one more sidetrip after the shopping. Our friends Lynn & Lori live about 3 miles from the center of town and Ken needed to pee, so we went to their house. Unfortunately, they weren't home. We left a note and headed out to dinner. About 15 minutes after leaving, we got a call from them. They just got home and found out note. What we didn't know is they were on vacation in Maine. The weather was terrible, so they came home a day early. And our lousy timing kept us from seeing them.

We headed to a place we've been to dinner a couple of times and thought the boys might like. They did and we did. Again, I tried to behave, but I fell short. I ordered a Cobb Salad for dinner, which was tasty and a good thing to get, but I also ate the bread and shared in Eric & Comic Boy's nacho appetizer. Holy crap were those nachos good.

At dinner I realized that I brought a camera and didn't take a single picture. So when we went back to the train station, I knew I needed to get some pictures. But because we suck, we barely got the boys to the train before it departed. I think we got to the station about 7 minutes before the train left. So no picture proof that we spent the day together. I feel like an ass for that.

You know, Eric is EXACTLY what I imagined he'd be like in real life. He's cute, he's funny and boy can he talk. :-) He even puts Ken to shame. I had no idea what to expect from Comic Boy. He's adorable, very tall and really personable. He seems very similar to me just like Eric is very similar to Ken.

My biggest fear for the day was I was going to be a non-responsive mute. I never realize I'm in that mode when I'm in it, so as soon as we dropped the guys off at the train, I immediately started quizzing Ken about my behavior. Apparently, I was very good. I spoke, I didn't seem to disappear into myself. I feel really good about that.

I don't know if I'll see the boys before September vacation, but I know I have at least that to look forward to. I can't wait. Thanks Eric and Comic Boy. I had an awesome day today. I hope you guys did, too.

Nessa, my partner in crime, had a similar event today. She met up with Wes & Ricky and I can't wait to hear about that.

I'm exhausted and I need to go collapse. I hope what I wrote was somewhat coherent. If not, it's because I'm too tired to care anymore. :-)


Friday Comes Early

It may only be Thursday, but it certainly feels like Friday. It has all day and it still does at 10:30pm. I love that. I think it's a good sign for the long weekend.

I added the last fm widget on my page, but I don't know what's going on with it. It's not showing anything. I don't know if it's because I haven't played enough songs yet or if I screwed something up. I'm going to leave it there for a few days and see if anything changes.

I keep forgetting to mention this, but I passed the 9 month soda-free mark earlier this week. I can't believe I've gone that long. I'm really not not drinking soda anymore, I just haven't had one yet. I've had two dreams in the last week or so in which I've had Diet Cokes. Both times I remember drinking the soda and then once the deed was done, I'd remember that I wasn't drinking soda anymore. Weird, huh? Ken asked me if Joan Van Ark gave me a soda in any of the dreams. I know this is a weird question, but I tend to have dreams (on a semi-regular basis) featuring B, C and D list celebrities. Although I have never had a dream about Joan Van Ark, that certainly would be one I would have.


Cranky Pants

I've got my cranky pants on today and I don't know why. It might be from lack of sleep. I've been staying up a little bit past my bedtime every night this week. It hurt to get out of bed this morning. It might have to do with the fact that I work with a few choice fuckheads and they've been draining the life out of me this week with their sheer ignorance and stupidity. It might have to do with what feels like the lack of control I have right now. It's not big, just slight, but enough to make me feel crazed. Whatever it is, though, that has me wearing my cranky pants has got to stop. I'm so cranky even I'm annoyed by it.

I haven't had a chance to really post here all week. Not intentional, it's just that time slipped away from me and by the time I could write something, I just didn't have it in me. Monday night I ended up talking to Eric on the Skype for a while. Ken and I are going to meet up with him and his bf on Saturday. I should be nervous as shit right now, but I'm not. I still have plenty of time to work up the nerves. I wish this is something I could have better control over. I'm so socially retarded sometimes. The nerves get the best of me and all that comes out of my mouth is ridiculousness. From what I'm told, it's not as moronic as I think it is, but I don't see it. When I realize what's coming out of my mouth, my nerves turn to horror and I shut down. Grrrr.. I'm going to do my best to be charming and outgoing and not a freak of nature. Wish me luck.

Tuesday night we recorded the show and by the time we were done, I needed to go to bed. I had such a throbbing headache. I climbed into bed and watched Hell's Kitchen. One more episode and it's all done. Thank God.

Since getting the new computer for Christmas, I've been working on uploading as much music to iTunes as I can. I've got just about everything uploaded finally and I'm now working on playing every song. My library currently has 35,543 songs. My uplayed song count as of today is 21,927 songs, but that includes Christmas songs. Taking those out of the mix, my unplayed song count is 19,768. Just this week I got it below 20,000. I made a playlist of just unplayed songs. It constantly refreshes itself when I sync the iPod to the computer. For most of last week, I sorted the playlist from largest file to smallest, though not necessarily longest song to shortest. Today I mixed it up and sorted from shortest in length to longest. I played over 200 2 minute songs today. It was kind of bizarre hearing all these short songs. Who knew Dolly Parton had so many songs that clocked in at 2 minutes? (Okay, I just checked. I heard 17 Dolly songs today.) This is fascinating, isn't it?

I guess that's all I have to say.