Sick days: not as bad as they could be. It’s true that I still sort of feel like I’m breathing through a tiny, phlegmy drinking straw. But there’s a lot to be said for spending a day in your pajamas a scant few feet from a chocolate cake. Plus I got kind of a lot of work done. It’s really made me miss the heady days of telecommuting to my considerably stupider but also more hygiene-optional last job.
But all’s not well in the world. I’ll issue this qualification: I really like the stuff that BYT/Garutachi is doing — seems decidedly too cool for the likes of me, but I’m glad there’s a distinct party scene in this city that’s concerned with things other than date rape and boat shoes. Still, I wasn’t pleased to see this. I find it extremely depressing that the only thing still keeping DC safely out of Blue States Lose eligibility is the fact that we’re not a state.
Whoa, those wonkette photos were mildly NSFW. Happily, I was not at work. Also, hope you feel better, tom.
Awesome! How long until we see Jeremy in his underoos? The hilarious thing is, he doesn’t even like dancing.