Yeah, I'm still at work because I'm avoiding traffic and I'll have nowhere to read once I'm in Brea. I busted out my Harold Pinter Complete Works. I think I'll try to finish Vol. 3 this week.
I tried to start reading the book that goes with the PBS miniseries The Story of English but it was kinda dry so I put it down. I'm fickle like that and it's a big fricking book.
Wrapped Anna's gift (Matt found me a good gift at Brookstone). OK, I'm going now. I'm tired of being here. I need to work on a shoooooow. (Whining now complete for the day).
Yay, The Ladykillers opens this weekend and Sarah and I are going to see Sunrise on Thursday at the Academy of Motion Pictures Arts & Sciences in Beverly Hills! Woo hoo.
No Disneyland takers. You all suck. Perhaps I will wait for Jill to come back and then we will go.
I'm a gay black ghost.