wednes...is it wednesday already?

the world is surprisingly quiet today (assuming, of course, you overlook the fife band that has set up camp on the federal buildling. viva la revolutionary war, eh?)...everyone seems missing.

it's funny, since i decided that i don't really give a flying fuck about office regulations anymore and went ahead and installed AIM on this box, i've grown accustomed to having a small army of people sharing my cyberspace at any given time. so now that there's only three of us. it feels a bit lonely in here.

hm. i think i may exercise the divine right of the unsupervised slacker and take off in the near future. i have contact lenses to pick up and a soul to mold back into position.

in other news, i received the cutest email from my long-incommunicado mother today. a brief excerpt, for your enjoyment: "I took the "boy" to SWILs on Saturday and all went well. He is still very

much around... practically taking over my life, with my acquiesence,

obviously. I'm not sure how long I can go on like this with no alone time

when I am not exhausted. We shall see.

I have bought a new refrigerator, finally. He helped with the measurements

etc, which was nice. He has also fixed the blinds in my bedroom, two of

which were no longer opening. Also nice.

" it's terribly pleasing, hearing this kind of stuff out of her, because for the last few months, her emails have all been tinged with this resignation, with this despair. but now this. it's great. she's in love.it's hilarious.

do you think that spring fever comes earlier to california than it does here?

quote which i stole off someone's diary, which brought a smile to my face, particularly in light of a conversation i had with this one earlier: don't hold your breath, but the pretty things are going to hell.

at last! justice for the ugly duckling (or at least the one who perceives herself that way)!

hurrah!