25 Feb
2004
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How’s Business? Busy

Nothing is as certain as that the vices of leisure are gotten rid of by being busy. –Seneca

Today is the first day in what seems like forever that I get to spend the evening at home with nothing to do but watch tv and make a real dinner and play on the computer (this last one will include a major website redesign, so enjoy the ruby slippers before they go the way of the brachyosaurus).

I’ve been busy doing all manner of things, including things

social (one party that was attended almost exclusively by horny teenage lesbian pirates–some without shirts–and a dinner party that ended with everyone crowding into one little room to appreciate the many facets of http://www.williamhung.net),

geeky (staying up until 1 am because you can’t just turn off SimCity what with the citizens erecting a statue in your honor and all, even though the ferry boats still aren’t running),

educational (the first night of my substantive editing class was not as boring and annoying and basic as I’d feared),

self-indulgent (shopping, shopping, shopping!),

economically advantageous (copyediting the magazine I freelance for),

and terrible but necessary (laundry, ugh).

Tonight I’m looking forward to taking shelter from the wind and rain, eating until I’m full, and watching the season finale of The Bachelorette with a big bowl of ice cream.

(Read on for Ethan’s anthropomorphic interpretation of the raging storm we’re smack in the middle of. Later I’ll post pictures of the treacherous walk to work this morning, which was as hilarious as it was wet.)

25 Feb
2004
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Neptune’s Bad Breath

If I had one request to ask of Mother Nature, I would ask that she put wind in some sort of program to cure it of its aggression. All it does is move the clouds. Wind should be like a freight train or an eighteen wheeler, carrying goods vast distances without getting in your way or causing problems. Wind, however, has to annouce itself. Particularly annoying is the wind that tows along rain storms to the Bay Area. This wind makes landfall with the subtlety of Caribbean pirates. All is quiet and calm one minute, and then, the calm is snapped by the cannon shot of breaking tree branches. The seige can last for hours as windows rattle with fear. You brace yourself for a window to break and the pirates to rush in and ransack your house. But they never do. Still, you stay up wide-eyed at night waiting for someone to turn a leering eye your way. In the morning, you find that the only thing the vicious wind took from you was your eight hours of sleep.

24 Feb
2004
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A Short Interlude

For those of you who have been waiting patiently for days to read the next installment of Leah’s Life As She Sees It, I hate to disappoint you, but I just have to say:

Holy crap! Did you know that the girl in Labyrinth is Jennifer Connelly?!?!

(And the baby who played Toby is the son of faery and goblin illustrator Brian Froud, who designed the puppets for The Dark Crystal.)