north american scum

I'm leaving for New York tomorrow morning, for my birthday. With some amazing friends. It's going to be wonderful (even the 8 hour bus ride is going to be great), and I'm stoked to drink copious amounts of champagne on Wednesday. I actually have a note on my computer saying "blog post: 5 favorite places in NY" that's been there since October that I never got around to writing...I guess that'll be done when I get home on Thursday. Right now it's time to clean my apartment and pack and give up on the procrastination I've been honing for the past few days.

Passive Aggressivity

Oh man. I love Passive Aggressive Notes. I really do. Some of them are just the funniest things in the world, and some are ridiculous, and some are just pathetic... but they're just about all super entertaining. A recent entry included this gem, from a string of p-a facebook status updates. It made me laugh. Out loud, as the internet is saying these days. I'm uploading it from the Flickr stream from the site, check it out if you're as amused as I am. (They're not all this sad/pathetic, but they are almost all this snarky.)

O Captain! My Captain!

It's Patrick Stewart's 69th birthday today. Here's to the best damned captain Starfleet has ever known. (Yeah. I said it.) In honor of Capt. Picard, I bought a new pair of jeans. And I watched this a couple times.

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