There was a time I was doing one of those 365 things. I am not now, so I do not, like, need to make an update every day.
So, I am wrapped up in a blanket eating (?) tomato soup listening to (currently Pet Shop Boys - no, it is changing... Gary Numan). It is -26C outside and a nice, new, fluffy layer of snow.
Here is the thing: I do not know which is worse; your friends parents catching you talking to your food, or getting the answer to "Does it talk back?" wrong.
Also, my, um, agent was asking me if I wanted some more work... for someone else. More script _writing_. That is good. New and different stuff. I asked PHP or PERL and he said it would be up to me... whatever works. It'll probably be PHP. Ah, my good friend. Comfortable like an old blanket. Like this blanket, actually.
Last night's dream was really messed up and I am not going to post it.
There is that meteor shower tonight. Leonid.
Prince William got engaged, eh? Good for them. I think she'll do fine.
Oh, and yeah, check out eyebeam.com. Funny comics. You may have seen that I am reading the archives.
So, take care, eh-