1:56 AM
Holy crap! Thanks to Cecil and his canny squatting in cyberspace, there is still evidence on the Net that I was at the E3 goon meet in May. (Right Click, Save As; for those who don't know, I'm the one in the blue shirt on the far right.) I'm not sure anyone beyond JP knew who the hell I was, as I was only lurking at the time. But I knew who all of them were, and it was nice to put faces and voices to the people whose words I'm still reading--albeit now usually in blog form.

Remember how I said I'd stop bitching about work on Thursday? The bad news is that Thursday isn't over yet. The good news is that the work is almost at an end, whether I want it to be or not (never thought I'd be thankful for deadlines.) Then, tonight, if my Thursday night RPG session remains cancelled, I will suffer the choice between the siren songs of MGS2 and the Xbox (if I can get close to it...)

By the way: I hate that "If you like Pina Coladas" song, but Rupert Holmes' "Terminal" really started growing on me...and then: I guess I just started listening thinking it was about someone stumbling on the love of their life, then realized it was--but only because he was cheating on his 'kids and wife'. That violates everything I believe in and think I could handle in real life, so even in the fictional world of the song it taints the song. I'm still listening to it a lot, but I wish there was some alternate version of the song somewhere, something I could pull into my optimistic heart.