Wow, I can't believe I spent my entire morning at work surfing around SG. It's so nice and quiet around here today I didn't get interrupted once.
Looking forward to meeting a bunch of SG people on Saturday.
I guess I should go to lunch now, then maybe consider possibly doing some work when I get back.
Looking forward to meeting a bunch of SG people on Saturday.
I guess I should go to lunch now, then maybe consider possibly doing some work when I get back.
I just left a bit of a rant about Genesis in the thread miss_lady called to my attention. That guy is a real treasure, especially when one considers his WHOLE career and not just the musical bits. Apparently he's gone back to visual arts these days. There's a good new book about him that brings the story up to date.
Anyway, ranting about GPO is more fun that cutting and pasting unit id tags into an XML document for the digital fucking library! 978 down, 1243 to go.
But the good thing is that I'm taking off in 10 minutes to go get my hair cut by a beautiful Japanese woman. The whole salon is staffed by beautiful Japanese women and I always get a nice head and shoulder massage at the end.
Anyway, ranting about GPO is more fun that cutting and pasting unit id tags into an XML document for the digital fucking library! 978 down, 1243 to go.
But the good thing is that I'm taking off in 10 minutes to go get my hair cut by a beautiful Japanese woman. The whole salon is staffed by beautiful Japanese women and I always get a nice head and shoulder massage at the end.
Today I will turn our humble apartment into a Christmas wonderland. As soon as I finish my 3rd cup of coffee I'm off to the farmers market to get me more cider and donuts and check out the trees and wreaths. I'd love a tree, but I think a wreath is more practical since there's nowhere to put a tree.
I'm so happy I'm not going anywhere this Christmas--no family, no airports, no buses. Just relaxing in the home with a full two weeks of no work. Woo-hoo!
I should probably get the punch bowl out today as well. I'll need it for the party at work--we have Charles Dickens's punch recipie, in a manuscript copy he made for a friend. I'll post a scan of it here soon. Like most Victorian punch recipies I've seen, it's just wine fortified with brandy. Can't beat that for Christmas cheer.
I'm so happy I'm not going anywhere this Christmas--no family, no airports, no buses. Just relaxing in the home with a full two weeks of no work. Woo-hoo!
I should probably get the punch bowl out today as well. I'll need it for the party at work--we have Charles Dickens's punch recipie, in a manuscript copy he made for a friend. I'll post a scan of it here soon. Like most Victorian punch recipies I've seen, it's just wine fortified with brandy. Can't beat that for Christmas cheer.
I love sunny cold Fridays in December.
I love sexy ladies threatening to give me the discipline I so badly need.
I love poring through collections of books and turning up issues of "Gallery" magazine from May 1977.
I love getting invited to invitation-only gallery openings.
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling so fine
Until tomorrow
But that's just some other time...
I love sexy ladies threatening to give me the discipline I so badly need.
I love poring through collections of books and turning up issues of "Gallery" magazine from May 1977.
I love getting invited to invitation-only gallery openings.
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling so fine
Until tomorrow
But that's just some other time...
I think the Baby Jesus is already sending his love vibrations my way. Yesterday on my way out to get some delicious mac & Cheese for dinner I passed an allergy air filter thing on the street. I decided that if it was still there on my way back home I'd pick it up and take it with me.
It was, so I did. Sure it looked like a dog had pissed on it and I was sure it wouldn't work, but what if it did? So I get it home, clean it off and plug it in and it fucking works!
Then I get online and look it up and discover it's a $250 machine that's supposed to be a super-duper air filter. I ran it all last night and no weird smells came out and I gave it a thorough going over for evidence of mold or dog piss, but it appears to be perfectly fine.
Did I mention that I recently went to an allergist? That it turns out I'm allergic to just about everything--not food or anything, but trees and dust and CATS and so on.
So the only reasonable conclusion is that the little Baby Jesus (shown here at his very fanciest) has decided to do me some favors.
The only proper way to thank him is by taking dirty pictures of myself in my library.
Obviously.
It was, so I did. Sure it looked like a dog had pissed on it and I was sure it wouldn't work, but what if it did? So I get it home, clean it off and plug it in and it fucking works!
Then I get online and look it up and discover it's a $250 machine that's supposed to be a super-duper air filter. I ran it all last night and no weird smells came out and I gave it a thorough going over for evidence of mold or dog piss, but it appears to be perfectly fine.
Did I mention that I recently went to an allergist? That it turns out I'm allergic to just about everything--not food or anything, but trees and dust and CATS and so on.
So the only reasonable conclusion is that the little Baby Jesus (shown here at his very fanciest) has decided to do me some favors.
The only proper way to thank him is by taking dirty pictures of myself in my library.
Obviously.
I'm making like Elvis and taking care of business in a flash today. Maybe it's because it's December 1st and I can see the big Christmas break coming right up. Maybe it's because I'm not taking little anxiety pills all the fucking time. Maybe it's because I've had two full nights of sleep.
Whatever it is, I'm feeling good.
The coolest thing on today's agenda is my visit to a potential donor who has a big collection of Lewis Carroll material. He's an old-school queen I've met a couple times and I'm pretty sure there will be plenty of good gossip and cocktails...
Whatever it is, I'm feeling good.
The coolest thing on today's agenda is my visit to a potential donor who has a big collection of Lewis Carroll material. He's an old-school queen I've met a couple times and I'm pretty sure there will be plenty of good gossip and cocktails...
I'm back in the library after a fine week of nothing but food and friends and loads of DVDs. I saw "Strangers With Candy" for the first time ever and am totally hooked. It's genius.
Maybe not genius, but damned good.
I really hit the wall with the ephedrine the weekend before Thanksgiving. I had been popping them a little too freely to the point where I was simply unable to sleep at all. The craziest night was when I was visiting a friend whose parents drink red wine from 5 PM until around 1 in the morning. I swear I must have put away two whole bottles myself but I didn't feel the least bit drunk. That's way fucked up.
So we won't be doing any more of that for a while. The withdrawl wasn't so bad--I was edgy and distracted for about half a day, but then I felt fine.
Maybe not genius, but damned good.
I really hit the wall with the ephedrine the weekend before Thanksgiving. I had been popping them a little too freely to the point where I was simply unable to sleep at all. The craziest night was when I was visiting a friend whose parents drink red wine from 5 PM until around 1 in the morning. I swear I must have put away two whole bottles myself but I didn't feel the least bit drunk. That's way fucked up.
So we won't be doing any more of that for a while. The withdrawl wasn't so bad--I was edgy and distracted for about half a day, but then I felt fine.
I'm back in the library after a fine week of nothing but food and friends and loads of DVDs. I saw "Strangers With Candy" for the first time ever and am totally hooked. It's genius.
Maybe not genius, but damned good.
I really hit the wall with the ephedrine the weekend before Thanksgiving. I had been popping them a little too freely to the point where I was simply unable to sleep at all. The craziest night was when I was visiting a friend whose parents drink red wine from 5 PM until around 1 in the morning. I swear I must have put away two whole bottles myself but I didn't feel the least bit drunk. That's way fucked up.
Maybe not genius, but damned good.
I really hit the wall with the ephedrine the weekend before Thanksgiving. I had been popping them a little too freely to the point where I was simply unable to sleep at all. The craziest night was when I was visiting a friend whose parents drink red wine from 5 PM until around 1 in the morning. I swear I must have put away two whole bottles myself but I didn't feel the least bit drunk. That's way fucked up.
Another beautiful afternoon off all to myself! Woo hoo. I'll probably be asleep in ten minutes. I've had to go in at 6:00 every morning this week--we normally open at 10:00--to let construction workers haul ducts through my stacks. It's really just like "Brazil" around the place.
So I'm weary, but in a much better mood these days. Saturday I flee the city for my friend's country seat on the Hudson. He'll be all jet lagged from flying in from Europe, so we'll re-adjust our clocks together.
I took pictures of some hot pussy yesterday. I've added a whole new folder pics.
I've got to get away from the computer before my brain shuts down. After a week off I'll be able to stand hanging around work when I don't have to be there and I'll get naked. Please bear with me.
Or bare with me...
Sleep.
Must sleep.
So I'm weary, but in a much better mood these days. Saturday I flee the city for my friend's country seat on the Hudson. He'll be all jet lagged from flying in from Europe, so we'll re-adjust our clocks together.
I took pictures of some hot pussy yesterday. I've added a whole new folder pics.
I've got to get away from the computer before my brain shuts down. After a week off I'll be able to stand hanging around work when I don't have to be there and I'll get naked. Please bear with me.
Or bare with me...
Sleep.
Must sleep.
