9 July
So yesterday I stayed at work until 10.30p (it's only the second day in the week and I've already used up all of my overtime for the week!) and then went to Virgin to pick up a 100 minute blank tape so that I could copy Joan's tape before sending it along the randyloop.
While I was there, I decided to pick up Weird Al's new album, and searched all over the store. Virgin tends to have a decent collection (I picked up a Nichols and May cd that I didn't know existed) but everything is in such a dreadful order, and every time I go there, it turns out that they have moved every section around again.
So it took me half an hour of searching (under new, comedy, and, as suggested by the help desk, the rock section under both Y and W) by myself and by the staff to find out that they were sold out. Sigh. But I did get that Nichols and May, so I was happy.
On the bus ride over, I was sort of staring into space when I realized that not only was I reflected in the little round rear-view mirror, but that my head looked like a mis-shapen potato.
I really hope that the mirror was distorted...
Found a wonderful journal yesterday, recommended by Toni, called If I Wrote You, but as I read it I realized that I had bookmarked it ages ago because Melissa has recommended it about a million times.
Somehow, though, I never checked it out before yesterday.
I tell this story because Dave was very annoyed at me for discovering Waves from Al when he has been talking about it since the earth had only slightly cooled after the Big Bang.
It's funny, though, that some days, most days actually, I bookmark new journals and never have time to read a word as I read so damn many journals to start with, but sometimes I've read all of the updates that there are and I (like last night) have a few more hours of work to do, but the kind that is really easy to read while doing.
So I glanced at my bookmarks "What shall I try?" and chose Kate. And so should you, as it's a real winner.
Overheard this morning:
Molly: "screamscreamscreamSCREAM!!! screamscreamscreamSCREAM!!! screamscreamscreamSCREAM!!! (pause, then shocked) I told you not to smack me!"
And what was all this in aid of?
Molly: "I don't want you to put my hair in a pony tail!"
Can you remember feeling that strongly about your hair? I'll bet Molly will never get a bad haircut and not tell the hairdresser, that's for certain. She'll probably pull a knife on her.
Today's horoscope:
Change on the way. Clarify what is useful and worth keeping. Let go of old methods, attitudes, and habits which just hold you back.
One year ago today:
"Fuck you! And fuck you! And fuck you too, sir! I hope you all die in a fiery car crash! Real soon!"
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