Holy mother fucker!!!!

Perhaps that deserves an explanation.

About two months ago I got the following e-mail:

"I am fact checking an article for Yahoo! Internet Life magazine and it is mentioning your site. I just wanted to confirm that it is true that you have one piercing, five tattoos and a New York acting career. True?"

My wildly confident reply was:

"You are being silly. You must be being silly. However, just in case you are not being silly, I actually have five piercings, if four in my ears count. The fifth is in my nose. The tats and the acting are correct. Anyway, if you are not being completely silly, when is this article coming out?"

But I never heard a word. So I figured that it had been a joke, except that every so often I would sneak over to Yahoo Internet Life and glance around. Well, one of those "every so often"s was yesterday, and I did a search for my name and by golly it came up!

After I came to, I looked around the site, but could only find the link on the long list of links page, but not anywhere else, so I ran across the street to the magazine stand and bought the December issue and there I was!!

I'm in the Click section on page 36 and there is a nice little review which doesn't mention piercings or tats or actresses or New York and it's not in a big list of journals, it's only MEMEMEMEMEEEEEE!!!! heeheehee.

I practically grinned myself to death, to quote the Housemartins, then went back to the office and realized that there was nobody there that I could tell! I keep it quiet there, so I really couldn't come in yelling at the top of my lungs, no matter how much I wanted to. So I called my Mom, who was pleased, but didn't really get it, then I called Cynthia who thought it was really cool, then I grabbed the new guy in Systems, shoved the magazine under his nose and said "THAT is Yahoo Internet Life, THAT is me, and THAT is my web site!"

He looked a little as though he was thinking "How can someone who's computer crashes every fifteen seconds be in Yahoo Internet Life?", but he was suitably impressed.

Yay for me!!

'Course, I still can't get them to list me in their damn journals section!

I cannot believe exactly how unprepared I am for the opening on Friday.

Tomorrow, that is.

The prints are made and everything, but they aren't matted or framed yet and I couldn't even do the hand-colouring that I need to do because I left the damn things at work last night. Not to mention the fact that I have no idea where the print of Sam is that I made on Friday night! It's somewhere in this apartment, but I haven't the foggiest where. So I have to do all that work today and then deliver them to the gallery before the opening tomorrow.

I'm riding that ragged edge of disaster, baby.

The other night (it has been brought to my attention that I use the term "the other day" in practically every paragraph, so I'm trying to mix it up a little) I had this dream in which I got into a taxi and there was this guy in the back seat who started pawing me and I shoved him away, and then I realized that I was dreaming, so I could fuck a stranger in the back of a taxi if I wanted to, so I started pawing him, and he kissed me a little and then shoved me away.

Man, I can't even get laid in my dreams!!

Ahem.

I am tired of people applying for Archipelago and then being snarky when they are turned down. Or in fact, in one case I read recently, if they are accepted. If you don't like the philosophy behind the ring then for heaven's sake, do not apply! If it's only a good idea if it includes you, then that is your problem, isn't it?

Why do I never read any such complaining about People Chase? It's about a million times pickier.

One year ago today:
I cannot even tell you how incredibly sick I am of being called "sir".

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