Pacino turned 61 today. Thanks ET.

My body is rebelling against me, I think. Sore throat, dry cough, dry skin...jeez, what gives?

Work update (not that you care): Still crazy. They gave me a raise (yay), but I'll also be on salary (boo). We created a new department today...I think. I don't know what the hell is going on there. Bah.

Picked up the gnu Ani DiFranco CD(s) yesterday, along with an import single each by Prince and Spring Heel Jack. Next on the list: the new Mogwai and Unwound records.

This is a sad fuckin' song

I've ben dropped off of two people's friends lists in the last week or so.

I'm not that boring, am I?

Excuse me while I go sit in the corner and weep like a grandmother :)