TV dinners

So we survived the heat. No harm done, and it cooled off very nicely after the apocalyptic-but-oops-we-were-wrong-it's-just-a-shower storm we had the other night. Went to a fabulous dinner party last night (can you say "French feta with fresh figs and mint"? how 'bout "Thai chicken with Holy basil"? That's right: holy. And it was.). The ladies were dressed to the nines in darling retro duds, the guys were all looking manly and freshly scrubbed. We ate, we drank, we complimented one another on our dashing good looks. Good times.

I was also treated to a good dose of new YouTube finds, including some high-larious Japanese pranks and this poor kid. At times I think I need to spend more time YouTubing, at times I am very thankful that my interest in the site is tempered by my relatively short attention span when it comes to online information. Everything online feels lazy. I almost feel dirty if I've spent more than a half-hour YouTubing or reading the Onion or something. It's just as eye-numbing as watching daytime television. And just as difficult to pull away.

I have started working for J. I put in some time today ordering software and shopping for couches. I think he's afraid I'm going to overcharge him, record an additional hour of work here and there, eat lunch on his time, go shopping for pantyhose instead of fixtures and furniture. And he might just be right...