stalking:
the beat
bookslut blog
cashmilliondollars
dude. man. phat.
defamer
jane espenson
josh friedman
neil gaiman
tim goodman
molly ivins
listen, lady...
lj friends
mastodon city
pc petri dish
theo's gift
warm your thoughts
wil wheaton
xoverboard

doing:
SMRT-TV
los angeles
knitting
web design

writing:
bookslut
ostrich ink
HEARTtaker
screenplays

reading:
John Bowe (ed):
Gig: Americans Talk About Their Jobs
Gail Simone:
Birds of Prey
Sarah Vowell:
Take the Cannoli
Howard Zinn:
People's History of the U.S.

listening:
kcrw
woxy

watching:
The Daily Show
Prison Break
The Office (US)
Lost
Kitchen Confidential
Veronica Mars

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Wednesday, November 19, 2003

The one where sleepiness makes Liz a little conceited

So last night, there was no concert -- turns out, it's next Tuesday. Which meant that after coming home from the gym, I was able to sit on my bed and watch a West Wing rerun while eating salty pasta and applying body lotion. And then I blow-dried my hair. My new haircut? Still fabulous. Usually, these things do not last, but the addition of layers plus the maintaining of some length looks pretty damn good.

Tonight's going to be busy -- there's the mundane life stuff, like straightening up my closet and assaulting the crisper drawer (which, sadly, I didn't get done last time). Then there's the writing to be done, including my Bookslut column and review, not to mention a treatment I owe a friend and oh, yeah, my own screenplay. And then there's the fact that I rented The Muppet Movie last week, and it's due back tomorrow. Man, that'll be a trial to deal with. *g*

On top of all this, though, is a new jones for redesigning the website. I don't quite remember when I put together the current look -- sometime this summer? All I know is that it's fall, it's cold, and the holidays approacheth. I may be ready for a new look.

Are you? Feel free to lemme know, especially if you've got complaints with the current design. I am not without flaws, despite all evidence to the contrary.

Work now. Work work work...

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