Wasn't a bad week, all told. Started good; stayed that way. Today I spent the afternoon working at Starbucks, which makes it sound like I got fired, but actually it just means that my job is occasionally portable (available open WiFi ports pending). And I've got a good "constant," to use the new Lost term. That time travel shit was crazy - and Desmond is just awesome. And being in love is fun, the vagueries of having to hang on to a phone number in London for 8 years just cuz an ex-boyfriend told you to notwithstanding. Sure, I'm a big shmaltz, but was that not the most emotionally satisfying love moment ever in the history of "sustain sustain sustain" TV ever? Finally: no bullshit.

Here's some bullshit: censoring what movies get funding in Canada, before they get funding. Not that any of those fucktards ever give me funding, but they might give some to someone I like sometime. And when that happens, there had damn well better be plenty of bareback gay sex in the flick. Or I'll be pissed.

Right, it's getting dark out there. I'm gonna sort out yet more of my departing toys.