It is too dang early to be at work. 8:15 A.M. Just cause my dad's a hopeless overacheiver shouldn't mean that I have to be too, so I am taking my stand, preserving my right to waste my time by blogging at work.



Latest disappointment: The Jeep Unlimited does not come in a manual transmission. And though it is quite tempting to depart from my original plan of *definitely* getting a standard for my next car, my campaign for the Jeep Unlimited has come to an end for the time being, at least until they come out with a standard model.

BTW, why the heck would they not make a manual transmission on an off-roading car like that? Every other miniscule bit of it is perfect except for that fact.



Haven't done much in the past few days--have been reading The Adventures of Kavalier and Clay. It's pretty interesting, about these two guys in the 1940s at the start of the "comic book revolution" starting a comic book. It's eclectic, and brings into play something about the Jewish "golems" which I've never heard of so it's sort of like jumping into some world where I can only take the author's word for it, and try to understand and imagine the best I can. Anyways, the book is definitely different. Where else could Houdini, WWII and the Holocaust, Superman comic books and the circus all come together?



Went out for lunch with Missy yesterday, to Fuddrucker's. It was actually a pretty big ordeal, since we walked 6 blocks each way to get the car. But the fries were so worth it, not to mention the ice cream afterwards...yum.



Aaron didn't get off work until after I went to sleep yesterday, so I was sorta sad I didn't get to talk to him.

But this morning the Underpants Gnomes left an unmarked bottle of fun packed in ice on my doorstep in his stead, with a rhyme to go with it, and it made my day (as missy would say) I must've looked like a fool, smiling as I showered, imagining these cute little gnomes struggling up the stairs to the apartment.