oh my, look at the time.

Hm, was on the phone for 2 and a half hours or so, and I think we're going to try to talk on a regular basis. Happy me. No one else I'm involved with really likes to talk on the phone, so this is a nice change. Hearing a voice makes things seem somehow more real than just reading words on a screen. I like. I think having talked on the phone will cut down a bit on the world-class case of nerves that I'll be attacked with in March. I hope.


(And Primus still hasn't gotten our network connection back up. Bastards.)

retail therapy

Yay! My Jann Arden CD just showed up, and my Icehouse CDs and the Sopranos soundtrack should be here today too. And I bought some work-appropriate clothing last night, oh joy. Pants. I actually bought a pair of pants. Me, miss "don't own anything not a skirt or a dress". Weird.

And Primus finally got off their asses and got our line back up, woohoo! Might end up needing those work clothes after all.

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I think that far too many people are having entirely too much fun with this whole plotting against us thing. Yes, I mean you. ;)