Oh, joy!

MPR archived

the Gaiman interview.

Today is my day, baby.
Like a present on a Thursday:

Realizing I'd forgotten to read

two posts

from Imaginary Year,

and reading them back-to-back.
Aren't I

too old to get

poison ivy?

*sniff*
Relishing

unexpected

pleasures.
Minimalist F5:

1. Programmer. It found me.

2. Novelist.

3. Programmers. Um...

4. Just between career and a life.

5. Either the tasks are hard, or

the boredom is hard, never easy.
Four-hour staff meeting.

I have lost the capacity

to think.

Talk amongst yourselves.
Oh.

*sniff*

MPR keeps their broadcasts

for only a week.

I never had a chance

to catch the Gaiman interview.

Shucks.
The reward for completing a task

is another task.
Neil Gaiman

on All Things Considered


second hour on Thursday
Yay!

Jon And Sharon Week has begun.

One-year anniversary,

and it's been a great year

with a great friend.
The key to Corporate America

is saying "Fuck you"

as politely as you can.
What we have here

is a failure to communicate:
F5

1. Red 97 Honda Accord, MINE!

2. I only drive.

3. A hybrid.

4. Chastened speed demon: 1.

5. Passenger in many.
There's something

morally satisfying

about being at work

at this hour.
Woah, Nelly,

big lightening!

BOOM!

(ctrl+s, ctrl+s, ctrl+s)
How to make it rain:

Get baseball tickets.

*sigh*
BE

ON

TIME.

Being late to appointments

is a form of lying.
Because I said so.
Finally,

an opportunity!

Got a new manager today.
How can I be the baby programmer

for two years?!

I'm preparing my resume.
Scott Adams

has tapped my phone.
Man.

Resolving those stickler issues

is so satisfying.

Yeah, baby.
Eyugh!

Free samples in the cafeteria:

Tastes like fizzy,

melted

Otter Pops.

Sent my heart racing. Blech-o.
friday 5

1. Italy, Germany, Scotland, England.

2. Italy.

3. England, I guess; been there.

4. I am a mad pizzelle maker!

5. 1st: Decl. of Indep. signers, etc.

Latest: Great-grandmother; Italy.
Look, this is simple:

If every heading

starts "1."

then the whole document

can be bumped out a level.

Am I the only writer here?
A tip for brides:

Hold your wedding

near an airport.

I don't mean right near;

just in the same town.

Dammit.