Poor Weird Beard

I don't think he was most at fault... but I'm still relieved Carla & Gene didn't have to pay for their sins.


Today's earrings: flowers, estrogen molecules

Bedtime reading: Too Many Blondes, Lauren Henderson

Office Party

It was oddly archetypal. I arrived last (pleading work), got some pretty decent food from the buffet, donned a silly hat in response to peer pressure, watched the boss's boss present stuff to senior staff, and was the first to slip back to my desk (pleading work). From my desk, I heard the music get louder, and the woman I don't like cried, "Karaoke!" Later refugees told me there was dancing. One of them stayed and talked to me for twenty minutes because his office was at Party Central and, he said, the woman I don't like kept insisting he dance with her. Around 1pm, my boss announced a half day, and people started wandering off. I left at 3pm (lots of work) and went to Green Apple.


Today's earrings: turquoise, turtles

Bedtime reading: Miracle, Connie Willis

Here lizard, lizard, lizard

Today's earrings: lizards, rocks

Bedtime reading: Miracle, Connie Willis

Survivor just gets better and better

So, there was this crowd of pretty young people who just loved each other because they were each cooler and smarter and prettier than the next. They allied with each other, and also a couple of token old guys who happened to be on their tribe at the time. They were sure they would control the game right to the end, because they were just! that! awesome!

As of tonight, the In Crowd is sitting in the jury box. All that's left of their alliance in the game is the token old guy they had been planning to ditch first after all of their non-allies were gone. The Last of the Pretty People stood around all episode whining that she is so much smarter than the people who were about to vote her out. Had she not spent the previous month being rude to them, she might have been able to find an angle to work, but she'd painted herself into a corner. Meanwhile, Token Old Guy came up with a half-decent bluff that almost worked to keep her in the game. Unfortunately for her, the other players could count...


Today's earrings: bulls, flowers

Bedtime reading: Busman's Honeymoon, Dorothy L. Sayers

Top Chef

Awful challenge. I hope they gave the chefs a little more guidance than we got to see, because I hear that live tv thing is a lot harder than it looks. Mostly I'm just glad Jamie didn't have to leave. I want Jamie to win.


Today's earrings: amethysts

Bedtime reading: Busman's Honeymoon, Dorothy L. Sayers

Helpful tip

The Cal Marching Band played at medium volume drowns out a grackle-voiced coworker more effectively than AC/DC played at high volume.


Today's earrings: pines, shells

Bedtime reading: Busman's Honeymoon, Dorothy L. Sayers

Her reply

If all the world and love were young,
And truth in every shepherd's tongue,
These pretty pleasures might me move
To live with thee and be thy Love.
But Time drives flocks from field to fold;
When rivers rage and rocks grow cold;
And Philomel becometh dumb;
The rest complains of cares to come.
The flowers do fade, and wanton fields
To wayward Winter reckoning yields:
A honey tongue, a heart of gall,
Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall.
Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses,
Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies,
Soon break, soon wither—soon forgotten,
In folly ripe, in reason rotten.
Thy belt of straw and ivy-buds,
Thy coral clasps and amber studs,—
All these in me no means can move
To come to thee and be thy Love.
But could youth last, and love still breed,
Had joys no date, nor age no need,
Then these delights my mind might move
To live with thee and be thy Love.

- - Sir Walter Raleigh


Today's earrings: flies, fish

Bedtime reading: Busman's Honeymoon, Dorothy L. Sayers