Adieu Blogger, Adieu.

So my friends, I am moving my blog location.  Wordpress seems to have a bit more going on than blogger and I think this might level the playing field between Gary and I (ha!)  The address isn't that different either.  It's just http://grandefullbody.wordpress.com

Update your links accordingly!

I will be maintaining a picasa web album though here with google.  That's at http://picasaweb.google.com/rdh.engley (I haven't uploaded anything yet though. It's new.)

Ta ta.

This Might Stir the Pot

But then again, I don't think Gary will take me to the workplace ethics compliance board.

One More Thing

Also discovered that my assumed readership of two is actually six. I have six regular readers.

Phenomenal.

Wah wah wah

I slept in this morning and drove my car to school to avoid being late. Parking is expensive and my (Bobby's) parking pass only qualifies for a couple hours so during my break I've dropped my car off at home and am writing a quick blog post.

Gary is complaining about his mid-terms these days and I've been suffering through the first bout of midterms for two weeks now. As everyone I have any contact with knows I also have a chest/sinus infection that has rendered me irritable and somewhat short-tempered.

All I want to do is curl up on a couch with some neocitran and fall asleep to crappy day-time TV.

Since my exams require I go to school, I've been using my iPod to elicit some sense of home-y-ness while away. Today's melancholy track of choice is Halah by Mazzy Star. I find Mazzy Star's ethereal moodiness perfect for days like today; I just want to complain, be ridiculously self-indulgent, and escape my institutional surroundings.

I can't wait to come home this afternoon and nap with my cat.

Also, you should listen to the song below because it is fantastic.

Elixir of Life

As I have been feeling under the weather, I have been drinking copious amounts of tea but have been avoiding my morning coffee. Today is my first day back to school since catching this bug and, regardless of my dry itchy throat, I am having my morning cup of coffee dammit. I'll quickly interject that I'm a bit of a snob and it's not really a morning coffee per-se but rather espresso. Delicious, delicious, espresso.

The way some smokers argue they could quit anytime, I also argue that I am not completely dependent on coffee; That's a load of crap. I may be able to quit anytime but why would I want to?? I love coffee. More often than not, what gets me out of bed in the morning is the thought of my coffee. We all have our vices - don't judge.

I'm like Fry in that episode of Futurama where he gets in the car accident and Zoidberg has to put him back together:

"I have bad news," Zoidberg says, "I couldn't re-attach your dorsal fin."

"Can I live without it?" Fry asks.

"If you call that living!" replies Zoidberg.