the subway is a rollercoaster that takes you to work.

Rando photos! Any of these would make a fine desktop wallpaper.

My computer at home is now kind of over. The power cord is frayed to the point of sparking. I can't afford a new one right now so I've become one of those people who "jump on your computer for a minute". It's better maybe? To unplug a bit? I feel like maybe yeah, it is. I don't have much to say here anyway. My shows are good. My sketch show closed. It was amazing and I am proud of it. I was cast in a new short play about riot grrl bands in the early 90s. It's exciting. I played D&D for the first time since I was a kid. It was awesome, you guys. Why don't we play this always? My job is weird and wrong but also fine.
Otherwise, life is good and boring and nice and plain.

FYI-My roommate filled up my ipod with 47gigs of music I've never heard before, as a result, all I've been listening to since Monday is "Explosions in the Sky". Look it up. Load it down. Insert earbuds. Run in the autumn mist. Love life.

this is good. It's good for us.

Work is tense, yes, in case you were wondering, yes, tense and weird. The only think I am being told is "it's really good for the company and even better for the clients!" I've been involved in so many conversations about real estate and the dow and the market and the fed and the meowmeow, i spend most of them calculating how long I have to stand there to be considered polite before I find something else to do. People walked through the office yesterday, talking about how they were going to chop up the space into two offices. Like, in front of us.
"What you are doing here is strange," my smile said. "We know," their smiles said.

I haven't spent any money on anything other than bills and groceries since Friday. There is something really awesome and valuable in doing that. Some people, of course, live this way all the time, bless them. I never really have except out of necessity. It's hard, but it's good for me. Doing things that are good for me is my new thing. Kickboxing, going to bed early, keeping my living space clean . . . I basically want credit for doing things I should have been doing all along.

I should have stayed to watch the 930 show tonight. I am a poo. I think I have to miss a bachelorette party this weekend, too. I have a lot of guilty feelings. What does a person do for that? Other than drink, because I can't afford that.

One of those newish Coldplay songs was playing at the deli when I was waiting for my bagel this morning and you know what? I think, today, I am finally ok with liking coldplay. I resisted for some reason for a long time, but I tell ya . . . whatever it was that was playing in the deli was pretty good. I felt like I was in an episode of Grey's Anatomy, and who doesn't want that for their lives?

Also, I've been coming home after being out late and blogging while tipsy. Can you tell? I can! It happens.

Sometimes, during kickboxing, the teacher gives me kind encouragement while I am running, and I do the Rocky-style air punching, and oh the straight-laced fincnacey people keep their gamefaces on. And also, I stay at the end of the line when we are doing laps because I am healthy but slow, and they all seem to (actually they do this) lap the room and come around behind me, I act like I am being chased! Oh what a curious panda I am! And then the teacher demonstrates a kick and some douche pretends he is doing The Crane from The Karate Kid and only then are we really, truly jokeboxing.

regarding a video we made of Tracey's awful, bleeding cancerhole:

You need to put that up on youtube.
I'm wondering though, is it really funny or interesting enough to put up on youtube?
No one who has ever put anything up on youtube has ever asked themselves that.

A piece of advice! When you are cutting cheese! While sitting on the couch! And watching House! Use a plate!

I damn near bled to death!

I'm only about a half hour in, but I can definitively say Black Christmas is the best Christmas-themed slasher flick of all time: past, present and future. I smell a new family tradition! Seriously, Margot Kidder is in it, and she's amazing.

Also, the other day we went over to my brother's to play seven hours or so of a little rpg. and I liked it, ok? I liked it! The roadhouse whiskey on his breath and all that dirty touchin'. \