Smallhouse Log

Fifth Sunday in Lent
"Two hundred channels and there's nothing on but cats." -Courtney, 03/03/2008

This appears to be a happy day! A birthday was celebrated at some hipster upscale restaurant. Also, some people are going to grad school. And I got a loan, so, at least in theory, I can also continue my education. I was pretty elated about this earlier, but then I listened to fast-pitched, jaded commentary on unrelated matters for over an hour, and now I'm back to my 'cheerfully bitter' factory settings. Hoo-ray. I want to note that the jaded commentary was also unrelated to the hipster eatery (but you could tell some people were holding back).

Now all I have to do is sit back and convince myself I have enough money to buy Magnetic Fields tickets for later this week. Well, that's not true. I am, as the astute who maintain other lines of communication with me may have noticed, actually doing class reading, instead of just ready Nietzsche, Melville, and Hawthorne for fun. I also started re-reading the Hitchiker trilogy, mostly because I was cleaning and had a perverse desire to read something that didn't have 'American Classic' embossed on the cover.

Aaaaand I somehow still found time to give myself a videogame blister and time-travel into the future accidentally. Well, the blister was an accident, too.

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