Non Sequiturs

A friend pointed this story out to me and literally made my mouth drop open. One of my favorite actors, Rupert Everett, who turns 50 next month, had a ton of plastic surgery done recently, I guess in the ill-advised attempt to regain a more youthful look. Here are the horrid results.



I am at a loss for words on how awful this is. He looks like Joan Rivers. I just don't understand why people get cosmetic surgery when they all look like plastic mannequins afterwards. Granted, he was looking rather wrinkled in the before picture, but it at least looks natural, unlike the bizarre circus freak look he now has. It's just very sad.

I think if I had to give up either hot showers or sex, I would give up sex.

Is it odd that I get a subtle thrill from doing laundry or cleaning my loft? Yes, I have been nicknamed Monica by my friends.

I started a new contract project today where they are facing a fast deadline and an enormous amount of documents. There are over 60 of us on the project. The pay is very low but we are able to work as many hours as we want, unlike my last project where we were limited to 40 hours. The only bad thing is that I have to work more to make less. And today the "boss" gave us his idea of an incentive....$250 if you work over 65 hours. Um, computer says Noooooooooo.

Lyrics Rattling Around My Head:

"And to be shared
On this night
Feel my hands
Feel my life
For the Sun
And the stars
Are my Mother
And my sister
I know where the form is changing
I know that the stars will follow me.."

Bat For Lashes
"Two Planets"

"Shake my head
Turn my face to the floor
Dead to respect
To respect to be born
Lest we forget who lay"

Talk Talk
"After the Flood"

"Is this the legend of a liquid brain
That cluster-fuck muscle man who died in the rain?
He never guessed that the world would end
Crawling off the beach from the sea to the land"

Beta Band
"Liquid Bird"

"Steal more treasures, steal more gifts
This'll size creative lies
Until we grow up
It won't free you to go look for the key
My consciousness don't look away
What might keep them, but a slave
What might keep them, but a slave
My truth's not even, even half of what's

Safe at last
Seeing my thoughts in order
Safe, fallen down this way
I want to be just what I am"

Cocteau Twins
"Summerhead"

Appealing Things:

Sushi at Zuma
Strawberry and White Chocolate Scones made by Chris
Lavender and vanilla fabric softener
My cat asleep on my clothes
Scotch

Annoying Things:

Incentives that really aren't incentives
Cilantro
Atlanta traffic
Having to work weekends for less money