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Monday the Thirty-First of December, Two Thousand and Seven

Google will come to your house and do your laundry for you.

Google now has a free 411 service. Dang.

bashfully posted by Martin Marks at 12:46 in the afternoon // two comments by:

 

So glad I'm not working today.

Apparently I really did catch up on my sleep yesterday, because after being out until like 1:30 last night, I found myself unable to sleep past seven. Crazy.

literally posted by Martin Marks at 7:59 in the morning // comment? by:

 

Sunday the Thirtieth of December, Two Thousand and Seven

240 and counting!

I had an accomplishmenty-fresh day! Woo!

adventurously posted by Martin Marks at 10:44 in the evening // comment? by:

 

Now I have a too-much-sleep headache.

Oh, sleep. How I've missed you.

I am very glad that Sasha has figured out that I don't appreciate being woken at four in the morning. I was not looking forward to having to throttle her. Actually, she seems to have developed a rather uncanny Santa-sense thing—the instant I wake up, she knows immediately and comes running. I honestly think she might be the sweetest-natured representative of any animal species I have yet encountered. When the aliens come demanding to know why Earth should be spared from their fury, we should really just introduce them to Sasha.

cryptically posted by Martin Marks at 1:31 in the afternoon // comment? by:

 

Saturday the Twenty-Ninth of December, Two Thousand and Seven

"Anyway, this cake is great."

The Year in Online Video, by our beloved Lore Fitzgerald Sjöberg. A thousand bonus points if you manage to watch all twelve videos in their entirety without crying. (I managed it, though by minute four of "Chocolate Rain" I was pretty close to breaking.)

defiantly posted by Martin Marks at 3:12 in the afternoon // four comments by:

 

Friday the Twenty-Eighth of December, Two Thousand and Seven

And yet I can't help feeling like I should have more books than this.

Bookshelf 1: English-language fiction (Adams-Vonnegut)
Bookshelf 2: English-language fiction (Vonnegut-Yehoshua), foreign-language fiction, memoirs, poetry, general non-fiction, linguistics
Built-in shelves: General reference, linguistics reference, Spanish, Russian, other languages, photography reference, art/photography, comics, religion/folklore, philosophy

Actually, I have a lot more shelf space than I realized, thanks to my thirty-six linear feet of built-in bookshelves. That's a very good thing, because those shelves are the closest I have to a pantry. (My apartment, I've noticed, has plenty of storage space in theory, but the distribution isn't exactly optimal.)

Are there any good authors whose last names start with "E"?

quintessentially posted by Martin Marks at 7:57 in the evening // ten comments by:

 

Where in the hell am I going to put Persepolis?

I hate trying to categorize things. It always seems so arbitrary.

amatorially posted by Martin Marks at 6:03 in the evening // six comments by:

 

"But I'm not done vomiting!"

So I tried to make today a Decadence Friday, but as it turns out, my idea of shameless and unabashed hedonism is apparently sleeping in until 6:45. Also, I somehow managed to volunteer to come in to work tomorrow. I suck at Decadence Friday.

gruffly posted by Martin Marks at 4:23 in the afternoon // one comment by:

 

Thursday the Twenty-Seventh of December, Two Thousand and Seven

"My breakfast was half-English, and I'm half-English too."

Mango trifle!

needlessly posted by Martin Marks at 7:34 in the evening // comment? by:

 

Wednesday the Twenty-Sixth of December, Two Thousand and Seven

"Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel."

I can't believe I'm working on Boxing Day. So not cool.

incandescently posted by Martin Marks at 5:38 at night // comment? by:

 

Tuesday the Twenty-Fifth of December, Two Thousand and Seven

Merry Christmas, blogmass.

Got on a lucky one,
Came in eighteen to one,
I've got a feeling
This year's for me and you.
So happy Christmas.
I love you, baby.
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true.

agnostically posted by Martin Marks at 8:27 in the evening // two comments by:

 

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