morning of insanity!

i just came off what has got to be the craziest morning i've had in quite some time. first, there was the pilgrimage to midtown to pick up...THE TV. oh yeah. i also scored some lightbulbs and a new hairdryer. one thing to be said about my job: cheap furniture and appliances are occasionally to be had. that part of the morning was suprisingly painless, except for the fact that i feel heinously guilty for leaving newroommate out in the car for about 45 minutes. i owe him the biggest cup of coffee ever. (hey, if you're reading, dear roommate, meet me at the tea at 6 and you'll get that coffee?)

fast forward: planned parenthood. i earned my good samaritan badge today, making a pilgrimage to that fine institution to pick up a prescription for a friend of mine who just moved to california. california, freewheeling rebel and staunch individualist that it is, is the only state in the union that is not on pp's national computer network, so they can't do anythign as logical as...say...transfer the prescription to a branch out there. naaaah. why do that? logic has no place here! so, rather than that, the lovely lady in need had to send a representative; namely, me. and, as these things always do, the whole endeavor turned into a great suckhole of time, involving lost faxes and many phone calls and many altercations with the metal detector and angry boyfriends demanding to know what theyz bitches wuz doin at this sex place. but, you know. i didn't actually mind that much. it meant i was out of the office, and that i was doing something that was going to alleviate a hell of a lot of stress in the life of someone i care about. no problem. she'd do the same for me. for all her flaws (as we've all got them), she's unquestionably the kind of girl you could call up at three in the morning to bail your ass out of jail three states over. that's just how she is. so, frankly, when i can do a good turn, i don't mind doing it for her.

especially because i got picked up by a rather attractive young lad on the subway between midtown (the tv) and bleecker st (pp).

yep.

so, anyway. it's 1:45 (don't be fooled by the timestamp at the top of the screen. this computer just wishes it were in california, too) andi 've just rolled into work. time to push up my sleeves and get down to the dirty business of looking productive.

ps--i'm wearing a hat. it's terribly exciting.

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