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Friday, June 1, 2001 Vin et Image I admit, I bought the bottle because the label was done by one of my favorite illustrators. Of course the wine within was pretty damn good for its price. (The '99 Domaine des Blagueurs Syrah, if you keep track of that sort of thing. Contrasting/more educated opinions and recommendations welcome.)
09:04 PM PST (link) Angry, 42, Irish. Sounds like one of my ex-boyfriends. Okay. One of three thematically different diary entries down, one half-written, one forthcoming. In the meantime: · Get an advance MP3s preview of Hedwig and the Angry Inch. (link via Matt) · The bus line to my work is being discontinued. So much for having door-to-door one-bus service. Of course, I never really bothered because it was slower, but dammit, I liked having the option. · Have you ever liked an Irish boy?
11:15 AM PST (link) Wednesday, May 30, 2001 A Samurai without Clan or Lord. White Wolf game books have always showcased some wonderfully spooky and evocative artists, like illustrator Christopher Shy. A fan has collected an archive of his work from the books. Good stuff.
11:14 PM PST (link) Links in the Interim. About to go into department-meeting hell for two days. Links in the interim whilst I work on a diary entry (no, really, I am!): · Perhaps one of the most blasphemous links I've ever seen: Gay Sex with Jesus. (not for the squeamish or under 18.) · Oh look, another Manifesto for my list (thanks, Boyfriend): The Wussy Boy Manifesto · Play music based on your IP Number. This appeals to the music geek in me. Enter your favorite sites to hear their songs. (Link via Alex Darke)
11:41 AM PST (link) Dumb things people attach to their email.
11:39 AM PST (link) Sunday, May 27, 2001 Tragic. Oh, such a busy and interesting weekend, doing things! It's such a pity I've had no time to share those stories with you and now I have to rush back to work and...what? An extra day? Oh, sure, why not. It's late, and the Boyfriend is snoozing on my bed, so I think I need to lay next to him shortly and sleep off the Ikea haze and the Zachary's Pizza hangover. Toodles, until tomorrow.
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