I am so behind! I have so many entries to write! And it's not as though I've been doing anything but sit on my ass since Sunday, or even before then. Any second that I'm not running the box office, I'm staring at the computer or the TV or both, why am I not writing entries?

Clearly I am, I'm writing this one, but there are inbetween ones that are as yet undone. By the time I post my Golden Globes entry, no-one will give a shit anymore. I need to stop writing this immediately and get back to writing the entry for the 17th!

As soon as I finish this one. As long as I don't get sucked into an new episode of Bands Reunited, the greatest show of all time. No lie! Greatest! All time! Too late, it's on now. Who the hell are Dramarama? I was hoping that it was a typo and they were reuniting Bananarama, but not such luck.

Apparently, "in 1984 Dramarama's 'Anything, Anything' exploded onto the radio and to this day remains one of the most played tracks in rock and roll history. Another anthem followed with 'Last Cigarette'." Really? How did this happen without my noticing?

I think that this is a prank episode.

So yesterday I went out before the snow started, having to scrape a windscreen for the first time in my entire life. You know when there is ice on the windscreen? It's really hard to get off and you can't see through it! Who knew?

There wasn't a scraper in the car, so I turned on the defroster and the windscreen wipers and sort of was hoping for the best. I tried using a credit card like they do in the movies, but clearly the reasons that scrapers exist is because scraping the ice off with a credit card doesn't actually so much work.

Then a guy was parking his car, so I ran over to him and borrowed his scraper and all was well. Only in times of emergency and strife does one talk to the neighbours, clearly. Unless they have a cute dog.

Anyway, I drove to the store and mailed my mix cd to Elle and got some groceries, then went to Staples for my ink. And then I was ready for the deluge. Ink and ice cream, that's what you need for a snowstorm, baby! Along with, apparently, an ice scraper.

When I got home from the store, I found that my stupid laptop had stopped working! What is up with that!!

Actually, it's working fine, as long as you don't need to see anything, since it's the screen that has gone black as night. Actually, I can use it a little bit--if I lean the screen so that the light shines on it is a certain way, I can sort of tell where things are and so on, which meant that I was able to find my file transfer utility and move some important things (like unposted entries and my latest emails) onto my desktop.

Why do I keep buying Gateway computers when I have never had anything but trouble with Gateway computers? At least it's still under warranty.

Today's horoscope:
Democracy is easier to manage than true consensus. It's foolish to expect that everyone will agree on everything. Concede on the little points. Save your good will and ammunition for the issues that matter most.

One year ago today:
Well, I just realized that during those ten seconds, I am lying there with Chris, Frank and Omar basically eye to eye with my Secret Womanly Place. They h+onestly might as well have speculums.

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