Watching a lot of Pushing Daisies. I think it may have been canceled. It's free on Netflix if you haven't seen it, yet. It's great writing, hilarious comedy, and painful amounts of romance.
Augh, romance. Terrible stuff, that. People should know better.
Work is work. As has been standard of late, I am of equal minds on my current line of work: I hate it and it is killing me; I really appreciate having work in this difficult time and it is much better work than work I have had in the past. Thus, whenever I choose to work more or less, I feel simultaneous gratitude and self-loathing. It can be jarring.
Augh, self-loathing. Terrible stuff, that. People should know better.
Asterios Polyp remains the best book released in 2009. If you haven't read it, you ought to. It's a beautiful piece of art even before you get to the story within, and makes me wish I had a coffee table to place it on. Don't drink coffee enough, I suppose. Or have people over to peruse the contents of the coffee table.
I'm kinda broke lately, with car repairs and retirement funds and paying for my funeral, so I will be trying to cut back on expenditures. I say this fairly often. I hope this will be accurate this time 'round.
Gym, StarCraft II, cleaning, and the first season of Mad Men. That's probably my life for a while. A wedding in Charlotte in two weeks, and autumn in Vermont in a month. Looking forward to it.
--5:10 PM, EDT, Hatboro, PA, moons wax and wane, I am steadfast
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