Meanwhile, Novak Djokovic — whom most would have picked to win the event not long ago — is suddenly backsliding.
I actually do call in sick yesterday. It’s great. I sleep and clean and do nothing. And all that activity works. I get a call from Boss saying he’s gonna leave a check for me at Rocket and that he’ll call me when he does. Of course, he doesn’t, and I don’t receive a call. […]
I’m just gonna wallow today. Just hang out and be depressed. I’m sick of the clutter. I’m sick of the solitude. I’m sick of trying to figure out how I’m gonna pay my rent. I’m sick of a lot of things. Hmm…maybe I should call in sick.
Dave dyed his hair a couple weeks back. It’s now bright red. Tonight a guy comes up to the counter and asks for a movie. Before Dave can respond the guy says, “I like your hair. Very cool.” Dave says, “Thanks. Yours looks like Eraserhead.” …and it really does. Also, there’s a gorgeous blonde who […]
Just wanted to point out another cool Internet thing to y’all. Click here to check out this nifty clock.
I download invoice software from the Intarweb today and create a fun bill to send Boss. Here’s the email I put together for him. I hope the tone isn’t too harsh… Hi, Boss! I sent you an elaborate email yesterday in the hopes that we could establish contact. I’m frankly surprised I haven’t heard back […]
It’s a pretty safe bet that Salvador Dali would have loved this. Zoom Quilt.
I try to wake up at eight. I really do. But though I don’t remember having THAT many margaritas last night, my body begs to differ. And when it comes to begging, my body can be awfully persuasive. So I mess around a little on the Web, send off that email to Boss, whom I […]
It’s after two in the morning. Recap: the Amoeba Holiday Party is amazing. Then I drive Candace by the house on Franklin that looks like a Mayan temple where Steve Hodel claims Beth Short spent happy fun times with his father. Hungry, we then hit Cafe 101. I think I steal a spoon by accident. […]
I get back from SLO last night at eleven. Martel is completely full. Nowhere to park. Nowhere, that is, aside from the single space way the hell up near Sunset. I’m driving Ryan’s car, which he let me borrow for the drive north while he’s away in Texas. The next morning I go to retrieve […]