heeeeey yoooooou guuuuuuys.

i had to buy a new bus pass the other day, which means that i have officially lived here more than 31 days. counterpoint has hired a new editorial assistant named adam; he used to work at _mcsweeney's_, but i won't hold that against him. he's going to start on 3 march, so i'll have to move out of eryn's desk, back to my table in the very back of the office, quite far away from all windows. i liked having a desk, and i really think that eventually i would even have organized it instead of just putting things places and forgetting where they were

an incredible thing: right now we're proofing the cover of this leonard woolf biography (it gets passed around the whole office, and everyone looks at it and tries to find typos and other awful looking things), and I WROTE THE BLURB ON THE BACK COVER. the summary/teaser of the book. ok, so i only massaged an already existing paragraph, but it was actually more of a dismantling than a massage. anyway, that copy can sort of be attributed to me. the book is by victoria glendinning. BUY IT, but only in paperback. i had nothing to do with the hardcover.

i didn't really do anything last weekend except sleep longer than i meant to. this weekend i am going to go exploring somewhere.

man, running to catch the bus when you're carrying a laptop suuuuucks.

today i took the 1 home instead of the 1R because i didn't feel like waiting any longer, and it was uncomfortably warm on the 1, and i got kind of dizzy. bleh.

well, i just realized that my laundry probably stopped drying about 20 minutes ago and is now just getting crushed. i guess i better go fix that. i bought dryer sheets this week, and i'm hoping they'll cut down on the issues i'm having with cat hair coating me like a marinade.

oh, and my dad was right all along. it really does help with wrinkles if you shake your clothes out a bit before putting them in the dryer. i never thought i'd say that.

EDIT (11:30 PM): i take it back about the shaking and the wrinkles. it probably would help if you weren't using an awful dryer that still couldn't get everything dry after more than an hour and somehow managed to twist pant legs and shirt sleeves into ropes.