Wednesday, Jan. 07, 2004 | 11:31 p.m. | Tea; Run On Sentences

i want some tea, some nice republic of tea china green tip tea. but i'm all out and the only green tea i have is japanese sencha, which i don't like as much, which is why it's still sitting on the shelf. and if i make that, it won't get much further than steeping, because i'll forget and abandon it after three minutes and find it in the morning, ice cold and still steeping.

tea is not forthcoming.

** edited to add: i listened to way more new wave synth-pop at work than any sane person could healthily stand, so i keep hearing these blippy beats and pulsing synths in the back of my head, even over the news reports. which is why i want some nice, calming tea.

Wednesday, Jan. 07, 2004 | 5:20 p.m. | Hasset's Surreality Gague

did you have a conversation at work today about syphilis, followed by a conversation about walt whitman and oscar wilde?

check yes or no.

Tuesday, Jan. 06, 2004 | 12:23 p.m. | linkage

this confirms much of what i've thought about ghosts. also, walt whitman presents is just plain funny (despite the fact that i hated reading the transcendentalists).

why do i find links like this at work, and not at home during my spare time? hmm. broadband continues to spoil me.