Meeting John Cusack

and we both learn a lesson

I am angry, shocked and pissy that the office where I work has begun blocking websites they feel hurt productivity. It might be just a matter of days before I can’t access this page there anymore. I don’t want to talk about it. I only have another week here, anyway.

I rarely have good dreams. I’ll have the occasional normal dream or a boring dream, but it’s not too often where I have a dream where I wake up laughing or smiling. I tend to remember those because it shows me what I enjoy in my life.

And last night I met John Cusack.

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i think my eyelids just melted. (Spoilers inside for High Fidelity, so watch out.)


Not like, “Oh, it’s warm outside, you might want to put on some shorts and sandals.” It’s like, “What are you doing wearing clothes, are you crazy?” hot. Hot. HOT.

They (and I love calling them ‘They,’ by the way) – they say it’s going to stay at least 100 degrees every day for the next two weeks.

That’s uncalled for.

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Oh, Man.

hiding under the futon didn’t help

Sometimes you look up and it’s already time to go home. It’s not even a good excuse for not having an entry today, but that’s the only one I got right now.

Birthday Week is still going on, since someone told me it’s not over until the last present’s opened. In addition to an gift certificate, someone sent me a mix tape in the mail. Unfortunately, it wasn’t from John Cusack.

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