Damned autumn. It's cold in my condo all of a sudden. Gonna have to put the comforter on the bed tonight I think.

And that has nothing to do with why I haven't been posting lately. We're still in season at work, which is translating into a lot of hours on the computer at the office, and getting desperately behind on my home surfing/listening/watching. I didn't get to see My Name is Earl, The Amazing Race or Gilmore Girls—usually required Tuesday night viewing, along with The Office—until last night because I was at a show until midnight on Tuesday. I have several new albums I haven't even had a chance to listen to yet. It's been a rough couple of weeks. And next month; oh boy, next month is going to be a disaster. I'll be lucky if I can keep up with sweeps.

On a related note, I love Logan again. He's so much cooler when he's not boffing Charisma. Also, I miss Big Dick Casablancas already.

I'm listening to: Anyone heard of FemBots? I just acquired their album The City. Apparently they're from Toronto. Neat! I'm also listening to the Delays' Faded Seaside Glamour quite a bit lately. Kinda Cocteau Twins, but easier to listen to.
 
I'm watching: So much it's hard to keep track. I have this weekend off, and I'm going to celebrate with an eight-episode marathon of HBO's Rome. I haven't even watched the premiere yet, but I know I'm going to really dig the whole thing.
 
I'm reading: Nothing at the exact moment, but I picked up Susanna Clarke's Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell at Costco last night. It has footnotes! I love historical fiction with footnotes.