My cat has taken to biting my face in order to get my attention. WHat a little sweetheart. I should start doing that at work.
Here are some amusing stories about dietary restrictions:
- The favorite food of my friend's rabbi was ham and cheese sandwiches.
I stared out the window a lot at work today again. I am supposed to be writing something about how and where to place Virtual Private Networking devices on your local area network, but it is boring. I think I may want to be an architect now. I really like spaces, and how light works, and windows. And structural stuff, like how to support weight. I love puzzles like that. I just don't want to be responsible for smooshing anyone with a errant wall!!! Maybe I should stick to something harmless, like being a bomb-maker.
THere is going to be an art party/music fest at Coney Island in July, sponsored by the Village Voice!!!! I am going with my sister, Vinnie, and Hubert. Hubert made the mistake once of complaining to my sister that the only nickname for Hubert was "Hoight". So Emily thought up the nickname for him: "Huberty". I love my sister a lot. That nickname is second only to "Gormley's, with marshmellow brow", that was the nickname of this kid Steve Gormley, who had huge eyebrows. His name sounds like a cereal!
Man oh man. time to listen to some nighttime music by TOBIN SPROUT apres I fall to pieces. THere is more time for lovin tomorrow, on which day I will no doubt tell a tale of everyone's favorite recurring character, Lulu, my friend who gets sodomized by married men!!!!!!!!!!! Or Paddy, dear little Paddy.