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Thursday, November 20, 2003

(Skinny) Tie One On.

I'm very thankful for my belt right now, since the button that I always meant to fix on these pants has finally let go. I haven't bothered to look for a safety pin, so the belt is the only thing between me and full-frontal-TMI at the office.

The other day I left the house without a belt at all, which felt bizarre. I so rarely forget—not because I'm such a slave to fashion, but because I go through a morning pat-down ritual to make sure I remember everything I need for the day: spectacles, testicles, wallet, watch. It wasn't until my first restroom break at work that I noticed, when I counted to "four" and found it missing. Four? I should explain. See, I count to six as I do-up each button and closure of my pants to ensure that I've remembered everything. A little obsessive-compulsive, perhaps. OK, it's more than a little OCD, but at least I'm not leaving the 'barn door' open as frequently anymore.

Anyway, I briefly considered rolling over the waistband, like they did in Queer Eye. But then it occurred to me that the label of my pants would show in the back. And then it occurred to me the whole thing might look just as dumb as it did in the 80's.

Bonus link: "Anything [still] worth wearing can actually be found on Shiva diva Nina Hagen."

05:28 PM PST (link)

Wednesday, November 19, 2003

Work Is A Four-Letter Word.

The discrepency between "busy because of a bunch of social events" and "busy because you're covering for the boss" has never been so clear before. This weekend was a flurry of performances, parties and games with friends, and it stands in stark contrast with this week's Requests For Proposals, scheduling meetings (aka, the meetings to plan the meetings) and arguments with my computer mouse. So far it's been just as action-packed, but far less entertaining.

And it is now too late in the evening to either have worked on the project I brought home, to have finished this journal entry, or to have gone to bed early. At least I'm consistant.

Content will have to come later. Why don't you play a nice game of Aquarius instead?

02:12 AM PST (link)