Speak in French, Go to Jail
28 March 2000
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3:47 PM: I knew I didn't believe it when people told me the Oscars would start at 5:30 PM. Fuck. So now I have a video tape of Jennifer Love Knockers in The Audrey Hepburn Travesty instead. What a waste of electrons.
I got notice of all of the various bits of my new computer system shipping - except, of course, the computer. I do so hope a trend for the week is not shaping up here.
Plus I'm listening to the most incredibly stupid French pop music. But I repeat myself.
Grumble.
4:02: Oh, and, the reason that I have time to sit around and poot this out is because I'm waiting for one of the Great Gods Of Operations to deign to let me look at the files that are created by the software I understand and they don't, because They're Special. Motherfuckers. It is particularly appropriate that I was talking about starting my first freelance job this morning.
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
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