Now that I'm faced with endless free time and not crazed to the point of a breakdown daily due to workload/shows/need to imbibe cases of alcohol to chase away fears of dying broke with but a cat to call my lifetime companion, I don't quite know what to do with myself.
We've discussed my amusing myself via eating everything that's not tied down. Ben, ex-boyfriend and pal extrodiannaire, suggests I marry Nigel (our Valentine's Day 2003 cat) and has offered to conduct the ceremony himself. How very considerate.
Thank god there's YouTube in order to entertain myself with Fountains of Wayne. What a great goddamned band.
Anyway...remember when I used to pnly post like once a month? Remember that?