I might need these. They are white. They match the pod. I can’t explain why that is important. It just is. And I’m not the earbud type.

Juanito the Bandito from the album B-Side Babies by Adam Ant
I’m playing with the iTunes button on Ecto again. By “playing with” I mean “hitting repeatedly.”
Kings Of The Wild Frontier from the album Antics In The Forbidden Zone by Adam Ant
I rediscovered my musical roots in a BIG WAY recently. When I was 14 or 15 years old, I had an Adam Ant poster, usually two, on every wall in my room. Including the inside of my walk in closet. I’m all about the antmusic right now. I’ve long since lost all my long playing albums, so I’ve rebuilt my collect in bits and pieces. And the other day, thanks to the iTunes Music Store, and other secret sources, i know have a full “Kings of the Wild Frontier” and “Friend or Foe” collection. I’m missing quite a bit of “Dirk Wears White Sox” and “Strip.” And one song from “Prince Charming,”…. Picasso Visita el Planeta de los Simios. I haven’t even started on anything more recent than “Strip.”
Beat My Guest from the album Antics In The Forbidden Zone by Adam Ant
All these songs about B&D and cross dressing… I was such a little freak in jr. high!!

You know, I’ve just been in this bad mood lately. I’m going through one of those phases at work… the kind where you hate your job. For no good reason. I’m burned out. I’m not the type of girl who does well with boredom. I’m getting significantly less done in a day than I have gotten done during my busiest times. This is not one of my busiest times. So then I feel like a bad employee. Which makes me feel worse about the job, which means I get even less done. It’s a twisted mess of self pity and apathy. Even i am disgusted with myself.
Tomorrow, I am going on a field trip, down to Portland to visit the baby techs. It’s a lotta driving for one day. Seven hours. And I am doing it. But you should see Lola!! I cleaned her out and took her to Rosehill Car Wash. The “Nordstrom’s” of car washes. She looks and smells good! Sparkly. Dr. Stevil and EvilDeb will be warned …. no messing her up. No leaving of your stinky empty latte cups!!
And then I am taking next week off. Because I need to snap out of the bad attitude. I have plenty of PTO stored up, so why not. At least I won’t feel crappy for one week. Wheeee! I’ll get back into the swing of things, and hopefully that includes writing.

Hey… I am not sick, or on vacation, or trapped under some heavy piece of furniture, or lying at the bottom of a deep well, or morosely depressed or even dead. I’m just simply unable to form coherent, let alone interesting, thoughts right now. It’s a phase. I bet it’s like PMS or something, and in three to five days I’ll be fine. Your patience is appreciated.
In the mean time, please go look at Louise’s painted Shag-esque sandals. She is going to paints some for me (and Anastasia), probably with devil kitties. Or possibly cosmonaut kitties. I haven’t decided. All I have to do is take her to dinner at PF Chang’s. Sweet.