It's Wednesday

That means Lost tonight, if I survive the day.

I arrived in The Pit at 6:36 AM and shall be working through lunch today so I can leave at 3 PM. Aunt Tudi has an appointment with her rheumatologist at 3:45 and he's all the way across Spartanburg, so there you go. I may bestow upon her a meal after the doctor visit. That's something I always try to do because Dr. Holt usually ends up injecting one or more of Aunt Tudi's joints and nothing takes her mind off that pain quite like shoveling a good meal down her neck. So there you have it.

Rest was not on my body's agenda last night. I tossed and turned, and wrestled with a headache for most of the evening. A part of me (only 99.9%) was hoping I'd have another dream, but it just wasn't in the cards. Tarnation.

I was supposed to go see sifu_rick tonight, but that was before I was informed of Aunt Tudi's doctor's appointment. Now, the time I needed to work on Barry's website will be taken up with going to Spartanburg, which means I'll have to reschedule with Rick because I absolutely have to update the info on Barry's site and the Shriekback site, if the FTP will work for me. I promised myself it would be done this week and this is the only day I'll have the time to do it. Bah!

The Feudal Mistress just arrived. Yesterday, she drove me up the wall, continually coming up and asking "how we looookin'." And saying "awwwlriiighty" in her mock little girl voice. I wanted to shove my fingers in her pupils and pull her eyes out of her sockets like two grapes. As of this morning, that sentiment has not been altered one teeny tiny bit.

I have more Eddie pics to post. purplehez demanded "MORE" and who am I to deny her?

( Izzardness be here, mateys! )

That's it for me now. I must go make myself useful, at least for a little while.

Random Randomness with a Side Order of Sundry

I'm so restless today, I can hardly contain myself. All jittery inside and wanting something, I know not what.

Earlier, I was thinking that, if I hid under my desk, the Feudal Mistress may leave me alone. Not because she couldn't find me, but because I'd look extremely odd and unapproachable if I were stuffed underneath my desk. It's kinda tight in there, so the foetal position would be the way I'd have to go. I could do it though. Double-jointedness does come in handy at time. Oh, but it would be my luck that everyone except the Feudal Mistress would avoid me, leaving me contorted and miserablised in the extreme.

I was also thinking that I need to get moving on the passport thingie. The problem with this is I'm really not going to have the money to pay for passports until I get my severance; however, I wanted to be ready to hop on a plane for England the minute I was released from The Pit. So...Catch-22. As it stands now, I'm thinking that the trip may have to be moved up to sometime in early 2006 thanks to Joanie leaving The Pit. I may not get out of here until October or November.

What else, what else?

Uhm, I added some things to my Amazon Wish List. I've seen some, but not all, and would very much like to have them on DVD because I'm a shameless ho. I say this because this is the first time I've ever felt compelled to pimp my wish list in a place other than my user info. Already, I am ashamed of myself, but not enough to edit this post and do away with the disgraceful mooching.

Yesterday, during lunch, I got to see part of The Legend of 1900. I'd seen it before and it's a very cool movie. I highly recommend it if you like odd little dramas, like early 20th Century Jazz, or are a Tim Roth fan. I fit into all three categories. This is another DVD I need to acquire sometime down the road. The only problem I have with the movie is Pruitt Taylor Vince, and it's the same problem I always have with Mr. Vince: his eyes never stop moving. They constantly wibble back and forth. He's a great actor, but those eyes! Eek.

Oh yeah, I was thinking about The Person dreams, too. They span from 1981 to night-before-last, so it's gonna take me a while to gather my thoughts about all that. It's quite a bit to cover and a lot of it has gotten garbled and lost in memories faded over the....decades....oy....

Well, I think I've run out of steam for now. I think I'm thinking too much today. Thinking is a bad thing when you're supposed to be a Mindless Drone of the American Corporate Machine. I know this from experience...too much.

When I am bored, the Populace is punished

Or, as I like to say a la Boss Nass, pyoooonished.

LO! I have created a poll. You shall take it for my pleasure.

( TAKE IT )

Very Nice!

Food has been eaten.
Websites have been updated.

Wishing I could make it to Swindon to see Barry perform next Tuesday.

I think I need a lie down.