management is handing out boxes to select employees, that type of box that mean 'pack you personal belongings, we'll escort you out, and have a nice day!' another round of layoffs here. our department, which has already lost 75% of its personnel, has just lost another. more may follow, and there's no sign of ice cream anywhere. i blame the ghost of Donald Pleasence.

Gabriel Damon and a ring-tailed lemur

i love a man (and lemur) with prominent ears (cf. Jason Behr).

ack. someone around here doesn't know how to make coffee. nasty stuff. in other news... our generic sugar substitute packets have been replaced with another generic sugar substitute.

it's a slow day today. i'm taking the afternoon off, so i don't think i'm going to do much today.

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this day is creeping by at an incredibly slow pace. it feels like someone has added in an extra 4 or 5 hours to the morning. eleven o'clock... half past eleven...eleven-and-a-half o'clock... half past eleven-and-a-half... eleven-and-nine-hundred-eighty-three-thousandths o'clock... ick. we're never gonna reach 4pm today, are we?

a Buffy RPG is coming!

i wonder how they'll work around that whole "one girl in all the world" thing. maybe you'll have to thrown down with your troupe-mates and stake one of them for the privelage of playing the Chosen One.

yippee! blogger's back! i missed ya, babe!

my tape of "Once More, With Feeling" is beginning to wear out. i meant to make a copy of it the same week the episode aired but never got around to it, so now, i'm getting some warping and distortion. that is a Very Bad Thing. terrence will cry when he is no longer able to watch it (though roomie!Mikey will likely cheer).

damn... Riley's looking good!

last night's strange dream:

the boyfriend and i, along with 6 or 8 people that we seemed to know, went to the supermarket for supplies. to our suprise, Tony Head was there singing. after he finished, i approached him and said, "Wow, you're good." he said, dismissively, "I know." i replied, "No, i'm being sincere." he looked at me, rather annoyed, and said "So was I." then he walked away to buy fruit punch.