December 31st, 2003.
It’s strange. I used to fill Little Black Books to bursting with little black writing – but you can only fill one book with writing, you know? And so I
December 30th, 2003.
Yesterday it was promotionals and watching James Bond… today is promotionals and watching Star Trek. Oh God – tomorrow before the party, maybe we can have promos and like… a
December 29th, 2003.
Today is a work day. And oh GOD what a work day it is. I’ve been hanging around Heather’s family enough to say “Oy vey!”. Which they never say… but…
December 28th, 2003.
Today is Heather’s brother’s birthday!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUSTIN!!!! TWEEE!!!! Just got back from a very large dinner at Red Lobster with the Lloyds, and Justin’s new girl, Kelly. We are
December 27th, 2003.
Yeah, so some of the last entry was really on the night of the 27th – and the morning of the 27th – deal with it for the sake of
December 26th, 2003.
The day after Christmas is shiny and fierce and full of emotional confusion. They shouldn’t make television shows like “Sex in the City” – with all sorts of highs and
December 25th, 2003.
Though I’m not religious, by any stretch of the imagination, I hold Christmas very close to my heart. I Love the lights, I Love the songs, I Love the weather.
December 24th, 2003.
Christmas Eve is here, it’s 2.31am – so yes, technically, I guess the little elf technicians (they ARE elves, right? that Santa’s got? – not like, dwarves or pixies or anything? –
December 23rd, 2003.
Well, it’s been a rough couple of days, with not quite enough getting done, and not quite enough people being satisfied with the world, and general insanity that just
December 18th, 2003.
I’ve gone to Trilogy Tuesday at the Senator Theatre, watched a MASH Marathon, and in general, spent an awful lot of time on my ass. Last night, the band gathered