It's not very hip, though, getting tunes from Starbucks, is it? Seems kind of fogey-iesh, or bourgeois.
'Safe'
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Considering the only place I hear new music is when my kids come home from elementary school singing LMFAO songs, I think Starbucks is not so bad.
But any day now your kids will be bringing home music from sources we've never heard of!
I woke up this morning wanting to claw my face off. Sinuses are...faulty. I had one time sensitive thing to do today--grab the story summary I wanted for a small fandom challenge, but since it's clear that I am not the only human wuss, I decided that doing groceries could also help with the symptoms--I resisted ripping the Afrin open in the store, but huffed it before I left the parking lot, and my urge to commit suicide has receded.
The pharmacist says that there's nothing that directly alleviates Eustachian tube congestion without stimulants, and suggested I do a fucking sinus rinse if I was averse and now that I'm home I can't find the salts for my Neti pot. GRRRRR.
But I have also called the nurse and reminded her to show up tomorrow--she mentioned that she'd thought of me yesterday, which isn't fucking touching. GET A DATE BOOK, PROFESSIONAL. Still grump.
Do only the women on Virgin Atlantic wear red? I must go look for that flight attendant site again.
And now I'm cruising crime map sites trying to find out why there's crime scene tape outside the nearest Walgreens.
It is cloudy and the view from my balcony is the Embassy Suites, so naturally I call bullshit on the whole thing.
Just kidding! But I do think tomorrow will be better.
So what is the first thing you did?
Oh! Looked out the window and emptied my bag.
Go Team Check Out the View!
I do do windows first too, I think. I rarely unpack, especially if I'm alone. 1: Window, 2: Bed, 3: Bathroom, 4: Comestibles.
V. important.
Just came across this cool Sherlock (Baskervilles)/X-Files mashup. I swear, the existence of Sherlock has dramatically increased the mashup works. Everything's got a "lock" after it at one point or another.
Man, watching IO9 wish itself to pieces is mesmerising and sad. I wonder how long before everyone forgets this even happened.
I think I either look out the window or check out the bathroom. But I am an infrequent hotel stayer.
Though my trip this winter has given me the travel bug. I just wish the bug generated it's own cash.