Monday, December 12, 2005

Sweet Sweet Guinness

Today was one of those days that makes me understand why holiday retail workers are portrayed as frazzled alcoholics. It started off with me yelling at my boss for no apparent reason when I got to work and went steadily downhill from there.

The good news: Danny Dolan has apparently successfully pimped me out once again. He said he gave some of my music to the director of the movie he's working on and the director is interested in using as much as possible for the movie. So far this is all still up in the air, but it's good news, nonetheless.

Jeannie is, I assume, at painting class. She's not here. I look forward to seeing her when she gets home because she's good at making me concentrate less on my job and more on my awesome wife. At the moment we're worried that her throat thing might have grown back. She has a doctor's appointment on Wednesday to check it out.

I'm going to go pop some corn and become a vegetable.

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