i'm just a person.

"go stymie, it's your birthday!"

why yes. yes it is.

"not a holiday."

i beg to differ. in both the 7th and the 39th circles of hell it certainly is a holiday.. of the patron saint religious kind.

"who's your daddy?"

wayne. wayne's my daddy.


today is my 29th birthday. jessie's gotten me an elvis cd - 2nd to none.. it's chock, seam-splitting full of rokken tunes. most recently, a can of rain-x wipes for my hottie car windshield. i like to rain-x, it helps me see better while i'm careening willy nilly through the streets of rockford. in addition, a surprise birthday cake at our production meeting!

update: i have learned that the last installment of my birthday present will happen over drinks at octane, the bar next door, after photo call... i am on the edge of every seat.

update: the last installment was the board game "cranium". if you haven't played this game, shame on you. *scoldy finger shake* what a good birthday had i.

also, bob (who does our graphics stuff) just gave me a copy of the new rufus wainwright cd. it is fuckin' phenomenal.

tonight i plan to party like it's my birthday... possibly even sip bacardi like it's my birthday. woot!

this is really funny.
Richard & Kitty's World of Sex Euphemisms! (STARMA.COM)

later that same day...

finally made it home. typin on my own personal keyboard in my own personal living room. my cat is next to me, on the floor, in a catnip induced coma. this could be the first time i've actually seen a genuine case of "lolling about".

i just finished watching the west wing. i'm not sure if it was the writing or the direction or what have you, but this episode just didn't sit well with me.
leo mcgarry is being an asshole! or is that just me?

in other news, tomorrow is my birthday! part of me feels like i should be all contemplative and insightful, dispensing some newly imparted wisdom. part of me wants to go get drunk at the gay bar. who's to say, really?

again with the late at work. this time it's because i am helpless to resist access to high speed internet. "hm, stay late at work with the high speed or go home to play 9 games of solitaire while one page loads on my crappy dial up?" tough call.

so here i sit at work. at 7:15 central standard time. i am not drafting; i should be, that's the reason i'm still at work instead of home in my comfy couch with my comfy cat. instead, i'm sitting here in my office that smells like someone else's lunch.

my mom was in this weekend from home. we had a grand time. the plan had been to spend the weekend in chicago, seeing the sights and livin it up country mouse style. it turns out, though, that i was in such a pathetic state when she arrived that we spent the entire weekend at my house in rockford doing my laundry and buying groceries. i haven't had a chance to spend "quality time" at home in so long that i had no meal stuff in the house, just side dishes. we did 8 loads of laundry and there is still a tiny mountain in my closet.

saturday night we spent in a hotel in rosemont, close to o'hare so i wouldn't have to get up early and drive her in. we watched cable, since i'm too poor to afford it myself, and ordered pirates of the carribbean on pay per view. we were the cat's meow, lest you doubt.

now it's back to the grind; can't say i'm too excited, but am certainly in better shape to handle the crap i know is headed down the pike. this weekend is the first i don't have somewhere else to be... i have no earthly idea what to do.

my birthday is thursday, we started celebrating last night though. just to get a jump on things so we're totally ready for the actual day. jessie took me out to dinner at jmk nippons, the bestest and mostest coolest place in town. we saw kill bill later that evening. that is an interesting movie - really a movie of moments if anything - so much gratutious blood that by the end of the movie it looked more like streamers or confetti cannons than gushing blood. as always with the qt movies though, there was some really great music.. i have to dig up that soundtrack. i have to say my favorite characters were lucy liu and her totally unhinged body guard chick. too bad ass. i almost couldn't handle it.

and now i must draft. damn.