Here are some pictures from a budget showbiz pizza-like place I went to before the hollydaze:

It is so rainy here, I don't buy that Atlanta is in a drought. Not for a minute!

Oh, ps here's what it looked like outside of my window yesterday afternoon:

a-brewin'!

It's completely sunny today, and there's snow on top of the mountains. Snow that I would like to ski on top of. I was thinking earlier that I would really like to be part of a "power couple", but I am missing both the boyfriend and some power. Well, I have my own office, maybe there's some power there. But still, NEW YEARS RESOLUTION.

All the men in this town are fucking pointless.

"Jill has already read 56 books." Facebook makes me sound like I'm the Book-It program. I made it all the way through "The Human Stain" now where's my personal pan pizza. Dammit!

My office window faces the west, I can see the weather coming into town by way of the mountains and boy it does not look good. It's the meterological equivalent of horsemen coming over a hill, I'm fighting the urge to run to the other side of the building. It gets a little closer every time I move my head to right. It's going to raaaaaaain. Good thing I have a ton of errands to run tonight. Hey, guys, I'm going/coming home in two days count them one two days. I've been slightly on edge all week, the result of which is a diminishing bottle of vodka. Downing that shit as soon as I get home from work. I thought "if I can get past my doctor's appointment I will be okay" or "if i can get past this presentation I will be okay", well I am past both of those things. And I don't feel the slightest bit okay. Weather is part of the problem and drinking is part of the solution. Part is part of the party.

It seems kind of arbitrary that we capitalize days of the weeks and months of the year, as they feel more like abstract measures of time than a proper nouns. I guess that would be "day": "Friday" as "person":"Jill" but why not "day": "friday" as "tree": "elm". Fry-day. I haven't updated in awhile, have I? Do you know why, it's because I have been lost in the downward spiral that is facebook scrabble. You'd think I'd be getting better at facebook scrabble, but I keep losing over and over. I'm not good at word jumbles either. I think in entire phrases not individual letters. Is why. Anyways!

(dancing is very serious business you guys)

ichat transcripts take 8

russ: have you seen the mad amount of bad headlines written about the zeppelin show last night?
russ: "fans give zep whole lotta love"
Jill: HAHAHAHA
russ: "band still climbing that stairway"
russ: "it's been a long time since they rock and rolled"
russ: I HAVE MADE NONE OF THESE UP
Jill: "doing more than just rambling on"
Jill: i made that one up
russ: "Plant proves there's still a bustle in his hedgerow"
russ: i made that one up too
Jill: "led zeppelin 'comes from the land of the ice and snow from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow' TO ROCK"
russ: "fans squeeze zep's lemon, juice of rock flows"

NEW CHRISTMAS WISH:

I'm attempting to augment the supposed less-than-stellar reading level of this blog, as ascertained by the internet mega-widget "blog readability test" which gathers said information from both a syntactic standpoint and rudimentary analyzation of lexicon, including frequency of multisyllabic words and a tendency to present oneself as a pretentious asshole through an over-use of the passive sentence structure and tendency to drop commas as though they were the names of douchebag celebrity friends.

EDIT!

Nope, didn't work. Still high school.

I rode in a car with Erin to Los Angeles last weekend. On the one night it decided to storm over death valley, I rode in a car straight through that mess. I did some shopping and some drinking and some looking for parking. A lot of looking for parking, actually. I had a conversation with some paparrazi waiting outside a club. I did some late night walking and early morning drinking. I ate some sandwiches. I purchased a one-way ticket home via burbank airport. I took one picture, it is of a dog wearing a sailor shirt:

And that is why I was not on the internet for all of the weekend. Here's something I was trying to do with my computer screen, but didn't work so well:


sort of transparent!