phamos

A running list of highly suspect Wikipedia edits, based on IP addresses. I especially like the fact that someone at the ACLU was apparently vandalizing the Pope's entry. They really do give their employees too much free time, don't they? Ah, I kinda miss it.

goddammit! i've been looking forward all week to having dinner with michelle tonight, and what happens? the guys who fixed my sink this afternoon BROKE MY DOOR. and now i am trapped in the apartment. see, the doorknob has actually been broken for a long time now. the super said on monday that he'd come back with replacement screws for it the next day, but he didn't. and now, someone who doesn't know how to handle the doorknob turned it the wrong way or something and totally screwed it up so the latch won't open. feck.

i got siobhan settled in earlier, and then she went into a coma so i came home. she was a real trooper -- did really well. i think for a minute there she was really prepared to drive home when i kept stalling out. then we discovered i just hadn't taken off the emergency break. whoops. after that i made it back to her place stalling only once. but the i stalled twice after having to come to a complete stop to make the turn into her driveway. we finally made it though. siobhan was a little unsteady on her feet, especially going up the stairs, but she got into bed ok and i put on drop dead gorgeous. i ace-bandaged two ice packs to her head, but she sneezed them off and got jell-o all over them. hee.

i fell asleep for a while but of course didn't stay asleep. now i'm watching the best of phil hartman on saturday night live and eating flavorice. rock. in theory i should meet brooks tomorrow for the siren festival, but i really doubt that's going to happen. i think i'm just going to rest all day and then go to hayley's party at night. then sunday i might have lunch with nick amigone. we'll see.

woo and a little bit of hoo! it's a happy week for the aclu! first they won the affirmative action case (which must be why vince was in such a hurry when i saw him on monday), and now they won the texas sodomy case! go liberty!

in other news, i have decided that my head is too small for my giant linebacker shoulders. i am a pinhead. why are you all friends with a freakish pinhead like me?

yesterday vince complimented my eyebrows. he noticed that i'd had them waxed and said they looked very nice, that my eyebrows were "striking." i preened, because vince is my fancy lawyer friend and a compliment from him weighs more than those from others. :)

today, i sprout a zit in said striking eyebrows.

god is a subtly sick fuck sometimes.

today is a good day. i got two nice letters from donors (as opposed to the grumpy and/or abusive letters i generally tend to get) and i'm generally in a good mood. and i've turned christy on to elliott smith. all good things.

i just went into the mailroom, plaintively asking lewis if i got a package. he just laughed at me. but then i rifled through the mail bins and lo and behold, there's an ulta box that looks like just the right size to hold cds. is it? could it be? IT IS! so i maniacally laughed and said "i DID get a package, lewis, so HA!" lewis continues to think i'm crazy.

i'm off to play with my mix cds now, finally. i hope the aclu doesn't expect to bank any money today, because i sure as hell ain't doin' it. new toys!

i may have just hurt myself laughing. hailey just walked down the hall singing, loudly and somewhat off key, to the tune of prince's "cream":

"KAREEM!
GET ON TOP!
KAREEEEEEM!"

nearly pissed myself.

a song from winnie the pooh is eminating, muffled, from somewhere nearby. it's not me, and it's not jessie. the logical culprit would be fred, who always plays loud music. but usually loud RAP music, not disney music. i don't think fred's daughter is here or anything.

it's very difficult to do work with pooh-music playing, because it keeps cracking me up. and making me want to leave work and go buy disney dvds.

dear god. she's doing a powerpoint presentation. there's a cartoon man with a lightbulb over his head. kill me. now.