da kidz iz alright. no, i mean, really. totally. uh huh.

Just got home from Party Central, which in this case is a local place that looks like a restaurant from the outside, but is really a club. Not really my kind of club (I like 80s, punk, indie music - this was much more of a mainstream bar atmosphere). But it was all right. Was there with katesterbp, zi3se4dexing1, kerroppi, and a friend of theirs named Alex. (I'm going to have to ask Ratna what the heck her LJ name means. I can't spell it!) Had an amaretto sour, conversed, transferred a metric assload of back issues of design magazines to the girls. We all met as graphic design majors but I changed my major. Anyway, it was a good time, but I'm so tired and out of it that I was a combination of ditzy and unconversational.

Before that I was busting my butt packing things. Very boring. I found an issue of ym from fall, 1988, full of really bad late-80s clothes and hair. There was a teen modelling competition in it, and Elizabeth Berkeley (of Showgirls infamy) was one of the runners-up! The terror, the horror, the bad clothes. I put it on the recycle pile but it's so bad that I kinda want to keep it. I'll console myself with the fact that I *am* keeping all my old issues of Sassy, from the same period. (Oh, how I wanted to win Sassiest Girl in America. Oh, how utterly unqualified I was. Plus, you have to actually enter to win.)

My mom took the cats to the vet's today. N-CAT IS FINE. His heart murmur has receded to the point where the vet doesn't think it's much of a problem. I'm flabbergasted because he and I, together, are terrible about getting his heart pills into him. I don't like to do it because it makes him so miserable, and he doesn't like to do it because he's a cat who doesn't like having a piller crammed down his throat and his mouth clamped shut, so he hides from me when he knows I'm getting the pill ready. Anyway, he's been eating this Science Diet Senior Formula cat food, and it's been amazing... it's actually been doing the job of his medication! B-cat, meanwhile, has some kind of weird light-sensitivity going on (his pupils don't ever get small), and we have to take him to a specialist after we move; he's healthy other than that. I am so thrilled that the kids are alright. ;)

Now I'm going to go back to busting my butt packing things for an hour or two, and finishing my laundry, and then I'm going to go to bed, because I've been awake and active all day and I think if I just try I'll probably get a decent night's sleep. (Party at zoloft's house tomorrow! Hangin' with hyper_ballad! Concurrently or consecutively, I dunno. Yippee!)

You know, something was really bugging me.

"Dr Zaius, Dr Zaius!" sung to the tune of Falco's "Rock Me, Amadeus."

I couldn't remember where the heck I heard it. Was it by Weird Al? Some other parody guy?
I googled it.
No, no, it was on the episode of The Simpsons where Selma married Troy McClure.

This was really really important at 3AM. I'm not kidding. It's been bugging me for long enough that when it came to mind again tonight, I got online as soon as I could to look it up. Ah, sweet relief. I have way too many episodes of spur-of-the-moment 3AM research and it's always stuff that will drive me crazy until I find out the answer....

i'm outta here like bad milk, baby

I STILL haven't left my house yet! i wanted to leave like 8 hours ago! i'm so slow!

but everything is done and i'm ready to go now and i'm leaving in like 10 minutes.

zoloft, tea/coffee tomorrow? i'll call you in the afternoon.

nathalie, you want to do something tomorrow evening? i'll try calling you again, you were gone when i called earlier today.

going to dinner with louis and dawn on tuesday but will have later evening free probably. those are my plans.

tim, you can also call and i'll see if i can work it to hang out at virgin megastore or something. if you feel like driving now that you are THE RICH.

um... that's about all the messages i'll have for people.
i should have some degree of internet access once i get around to setting up LittleBoy to dial the local numbers.
ciao for now.

x0 vm