10:11PM. I won’t lie — I’ve been in a really bad mood the last few days, ever since unexpectedly running into the worst person I’ve ever known in my life. (I imagine Hell has put out an APB on this individual since surely they’ve noticed by now that such a high-ranking minion is AWOL.)
So here are a few things that made me feel a bit better today.
Catching up on Damages over lunch today (two more eps and I’m up to the finale). Love that show. I don’t care what anyone says — Rose Byrne was the perfect choice to hold her own against Glenn Close. And the twists? Yowza. No one can accuse FX of not knowing what makes for good drama. If only I could find the title sequence online; the images and music really are a perfect fit for the very dark tone of the show. (You can check out the theme song lyrics here.)
Putting the dog costume’s Yoda headpiece on both of the dogs in turn. Hilarity ensued. But now I’m thinking Snoops should be Princess Leia for Halloween. If only her little brother wasn’t such an idiot when in his sage costume.
The prettiness that is Gerard Butler. I think all women should have a gander at PhotoShopping themselves into the Hilary Swank position. Carry it around in their wallets just so they can open it up occasionally and look at some happy.
The awesome song and video for “Drivin’ Me Wild” with Common and Lily Allen. One of my current favorites.
Confirming a movie date with my friend to see The Bourne Ultimatum tomorrow night, since we’re both native New Yorkers, fans of the series, and have never seen a Bourne movie on the big screen. Have to go while we still can.
The knowledge that no matter what, Satan’s favorite minion will always be fatter than me.
10:26AM. It’s finally time for mio vacanza, and not a second too soon. My brain is on overload and needs a break.
Caren and I will be leaving work no later than noon to hit the road to Atlanta. We’ll be staying in the Buckhead area, which looks pretty nice based on what I’ve seen online. It’ll be nice to finally explore the city a bit, since the only other times I’ve been there have been to go either to Six Flags (which is closed this weekend — wankers) or to IKEA. Come Saturday, we’ll head to Chattanooga. I’ve explored Chattanooga more than I have Atlanta, but we’ll be hitting some new areas this time around, so I’m looking forward to that.
Last night I went through my pre-travel ritual of freaking out over how much clothes to pack (extra underwear — always); whether to bring my MacBook or not (decided on not); packing all the camera accessories (including extra batteries); making sure bills are paid up; quadruple-checking that I didn’t forget anything; etc. At least I restrained myself — mostly, anyway — from lecturing Rich on how to keep the kids alive (if Buster stares at you in the kitchen in the morning, he wants treats; remember that Caleb poops after he eats his breakfast). Yes, I’m one of those people.
I also synced (see, honey, I used the right word!) my iPod to make sure every bit of music I have in my iTunes library will be accompanying me on the road. Caren is also bringing her iPod, so between the two of those and our car audio adapter, we’re all set for music. As it is, the other day she essentially called me a music Anglophile since five out of the six discs in my CD changer are by Brits or British in nature. I’ve got the Layer Cakesoundtrack (yes, again), Amy Winehouse, Lily Allen, Paul Oakenfold, and The Fratellis in heavy rotation at the moment. And I just discovered a cool site I can use to discover more Anglophile bands. What can I say? I’m enjoying the music they’re putting out these days more so than my stateside counterparts. Although they are accompanied by California’s Linkin Park at the moment, a disc that is likely to be replaced by either Franz Ferdinand (Scottish) or Snow Patrol (Irish) at the drop of a hat.