Mish Mash

I have a brutal headache so just a few notes before I collapse...

A bunch of new linkies are up at Linkateria. Don't skip the "How to prank a telemarketer" one.

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I can track the precise moment my PMS hits me by when onion rings start to sound like a reasonable idea.

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Today at lunch we were talking about the new Jonestown movie. My young co-worker Rachel had never heard of Jonestown. Too young. Ouch. She said "Oh! THAT's where 'don't drink the Kool-aid' comes from."

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Everyone at work is sick. Bless their germy little selves for being so dedicated to continue working, so they hack and sneeze and infect the rest of us prisoners in the cube farm.

I stopped by my favorite aromatherapist, Bambi's office (does that sound SOOOO California to you, too?) to pick up some of her famous antibiotic germ-b-gone spray. Her place smells so insanely wonderful and is full of all kinds of weird victorian furnishings.

I hope her miracle juice works. I believe, I believe.

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Why does my friend Gael NOT have a blog? It's crazy, I tell you.

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Crap. I am sadly quitting my favorite volunteer gig, WriteGirl. It is the most fabulous organization (and could use donations, in case you win the Lotto or something) but it is a 70 mile drive through LA traffic, so my part in it was limited. I think the Boys and Girls club down the street may be my next calling.

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Any movie suggestions? No horror, no fantasy. Everything out looks kinda sucky. But when Borat comes out, you KNOW I'll be there to see it again (I was a sneak previewer - I have never laughed so hard. Yes, it is offensive and silly. And perfect.)