so now i have to go update my links? grrr! why do people insist on making me do things!?!

Rich is (dead link) smokin' crack again. i don't think the Macintosh advertisement is all that clever (none of the nominees are though). i think Rich is an example of why people should never touch a Mac. you'll end up brainwashed into supporting them, no matter what (maybe that's what the 1984 ad really meant). :)

the nominees suck. when you're spending all your money on the air time, i guess you don't have much left for quality. i've seen better commercials during mid-December prime time, when everything around it is either reruns or crappy Christmas programming.

ok, so here's the chant on things between mikey and me:

tuesday night, he returned my phone call from last weekend. we talked briefly, but spent most of the time in silence, both of us unsure of what to say.

wednesday night, he called again. that time was better. we were actually able to talk for a while, and even moved beyond talk of The Argument into idle chit chat ("how was your day?" and so forth). before hanging up, he asked if i'd have dinner with him on Thursday night, so that we could talk.

done.

last night, we managed not to talk about what had happened in the previous week, and instead talked about what we would like to have happen over the coming weeks. so far, we've agreed to this:

• we didn't like breaking up, so we're overturning that decision.
• Coupleness (i'll make up words if i want. bite me) will not be reinstated fully to its Before Argument status. there will be limitations:
  1. much, MUCH less time will be spent together.
  2. i will never mention his family again.
  3. he'll stop being so goddamn grouchy after work.
  4. i'll stop being so goddamn chipper after watching Buffy.
  5. he will no longer feel pressured or obligated because of some glib gibe i've made.
  6. i will cut down on the number of glib gibes i make.

we were unable to reach any further accord because he had other promises to keep. the negotiations were postponed until tonight.

until a few minutes ago, i was reading various political news stories, articles, and editorials, and i'm feeling a bit slimey now. actually, things last night weren't so formal. we had a pleasant dinner, with the conversation alternating between talking out our situation and discussing the cute waiter. after dinner, he took me home, walked me to the door, and kissed me goodnight. he left, and i crept cat-like up the stairs and into my room so my roommate wouldn't know i was home.

so... um... that's all.

on Valentine's Day, TV Land, the Classic TV channel, is airing a block of programming they're calling "Great TV Duos."

a person (those of us who own a television, anyway) will think to himself, 'classic tv... Valentine's Day.... must be some episodes of The Honeymooners, The Dick Van Dyke Show, and I Love Lucy. and they're all there.

so, Classic TV + Valentine's Day = television's Great Couples. right?

The Odd Couple is showing in this block also. are Tony Randall and Jack Klugman one of television's Great Couples?

eh, this gives me something to do at work today.

Police officers and emergency medical technicians were unable to detect any signs of life."

they probably just nudged her in the side and said, "hey?"
[link from Contrasts.net]

the Cherokee Nation Courthouse grounds isn't "Indian Country"?

the price of a comfortable life is Banality. prepare for the coming Endless Winter, when the fires of Wonder and Imagination are snuffed.

heh. this one got me..
[link taken from the Brandlands]

someone, please make the Taco Bell commercials go away. the new one's even worse.

bring back the chihuahua!

they've got it all worked out.

please just let me visit. often.

Jean wrote a nice recap of Buffy. i won't even attempt anything like that, so if you missed Buffy or Angel, go look there.

my big problem for last night was with Angel. Wesley and Gunn go into battle against a stooping-over-in-the-twenty-feet-tall-sewers, two-head, fire-"breathing," evil, mean, nasty creature, and Angel... embarrasses some attorneys.

way to be the badass righter of wrongs, Angel.

since Wesley, Gunn and Cordy are keeping the agency going, i wonder how long it'll be before they have to hunt Angel.

Buffy! not only did she kick some ass (as always), she also put her foot down to the Coucil, restored Giles to the Watchers, defended the Scoobies, and made an old man whimper like the bitch he is. and she had a big sword. much more effective than saying "shut the f--- up!" (look! i'm censoring!)

go go Buffy! go go Buffy! go go Buffy!

Spike, after smarting off and such, was as much the big, soft-hearted teddy bear as ever, and Buffy, by taking her family to him, shows that she trusts Spike much more than she lets on (i'll bet he's all a twitter). but, i don't really want them together, because the writers would be tempted to do something tragic to the couple, like stake Spike. we can't have that.

summary: Buffy kicks. Angel bites.

personally, i'm not into democracy. my thought on the matter is that we should scrap our system of government, and declare me Emperor. for those who don't like to think (i.e. straight party voters), this would be a great thing for you. i'd still hold elections periodically, but i'd be the only candidate for both parties. every second election, i'd even nominate myself as a third party candidate too, just to stir things up.

i could stage partisan gridlock for you, and filibuster my own legislative proposals, then declare a few laws that i've passed are unconstitutional. i'd refuse to enforce some laws on moral grounds. heck, i'd even impeach myself a few times (yet, as the sole member of the Senate, i'd acquit myself everytime). i could make sure things continue along just the way they are, but i'd save everyone the trouble of electing and paying politicians.

why can't i have a job where i don't have to interact with anyone? co-workers really piss me off.

someone over at Global Conquest needs to change the color scheme. it hurts to try to read the page.

unfortunately, while there, i followed the Cute Stuff link to something so cute that i wanted to vomit.

ok, i finally motivated myself into going back to my old page at blogspot and posting a link back to here. i know you're all relieved.

i also cleaned my room. i've been talking about doing it for almost three months. i moved all of the piles of books off of the floor and piled them neatly onto my bookcases, neatly lined up the manuals for my computer games, and cleaned out my filing cabinent so that it may be used for the purpose it was intended to fulfill (i.e., filing).

tonight, i will begin cleaning out my desk and throwing away all the junk i seem to collect in it (like the little scratchy Kansas State Lottery things that i bought and scratched a year and a half ago, or the 400-packet strong collection of soy sauces from area Chinese eateries).

later this week, i will tackle my closet, which still contains clothing i haven't worn in 2 or 3 years, and clothing i've never worn. i will throw out many of the boxes from computer games and peripherals that i have collected over the last year.

i will find a better way to display all of my Gengar memorabilia.

i get productive when i don't have a boyfriend.

i was playing Vampire:The Masquerade - Redemption last night, and my character found a chainsaw. it wasn't very effective as a weapon, but it made me happy to imagine my character was Bruce Campbell in Army of Darkness.

"She taunts him in that deliciously wicked way. He sets her on fire."

scifi.ign.com's review of last week's Angel.

someone here in the office is wearing WAY too much floral perfume/body spray/mouthwash (whatever it is). it's so strong it's making my stomache hurt. yuck.

i just took a look at my counter at Sitemeter, and it says that i've actually lost hits. i guess some people decided they didn't like my blog after all, so they're taking back previous visits.

as if clowns weren't frightening enough already.
[gracias to the emergency society for the link]

"...anticipated that the security [at the Bush inauguration] would cost $4 million -- $1.7 million more than budgeted" .

it figures.

a brief nap and a hug can do wonders. now, i can concentrate on my work, and i actually have a desire to blog.

(dead link) holler, holler, holler

"Scientists have shown that the moon is moving away at a tiny yet measurable distance from the earth every year. If you do the math, you can calculate that 85 million years ago the moon was orbiting the earth at a distance of about 35 feet from the earth's surface. This would explain the death of the dinosaurs. The tallest ones, anyway."

a referral from j O n n O and some quick investigation lead to the discovery that i am listed under his links page. thank you, sir!

now, everyone go visit the nawlins guy.