Sitting here in the office, needing to be doing some work but beat from the past week of prepping for and catering Oktoberfest (which was pretty much everything I hoped it wouldn't be, by the way) while still trying to stay on top of all the regular work.
Listening to the Ramones' Too Tough To Die, which, sadly, has to be the most ironic album title ever.
Wishing that Balloon Boy was real, and that he and the Beer Bear could go have adventures together and we could all watch and cheer and exclaim, "Oh, how clever the two BBs are, bringing peace to Dafur, and an equitable solution to the problems of Israel and Palestine!"
Also wishing that I was lying on a couch somewhere with my head resting in the warmth of someone's lap, just watching TV, or a movie, or just napping the day away as she reads.
Writing A Film Review
19 hours ago