this is my WOOHOO face

Working 9:30-5:30 today and then I am only working TWO DAYS between tomorrow and Sunday week. Oh. Blessed freedom. I only asked my manager for three days off (in order to properly entertain Miss Clairza when she arrives) but it seems I've been granted....many. YES.

Silver City-ers, expect me to randomly attack you with plot theories and assignments. Muahahaha. ALso, I'm hoping to be around tomorrow (your Thursday night, for most of you) to finish slowtiming Meg-Lucifer with Becca, so if anyone wants to chat about plot then I will hopefully have my own laptop (with AIM) by then.

I put down my glass

The computer dude has come and gone, and I have Internet on Fabian again. Now to sweep a whole lot of crap off my desk and attempt a recreation of that elaborate construct comprised of 1) laptop, 2) speakers, 3) mouse, 4) printer, 5) external USB dock and 6) external hard drive. I swear this requires more wires to be connected to things and then connected to other things than can reasonably be expected. Someone please ask me to paint the bloody Harbour Bridge instead.

It was 38 today. I am SO glad I was inside an air-conditioned retail box.

AND tonight I introduced my brother to the wonder that is Lock, Stock & Two Smoking Barrels, the crazy Cockney criminal cock-up comedy. Words cannot describe my love for that film. And Nick Moran. But mostly that film. It nails filthy aesthetics. Nails it to the wall.

Okay, I'm off to wire up this monstrosity before the heat crawls down my throat and puts me to sleep. Ugh. Nothing is as soporific as heat.