A reader (appropriately named Dianna) whom I had the pleasure of meeting last night has kindly directed me to my next impulse buy.

(available at the boobtique on Bust.com)

Sometimes I don’t have time to have breakfast at home, so I drop some cereal into a tupperware container and eat it at my desk with café-bought milk. I’m so busy today that I’ve just, at 2 PM, eaten the cereal.

That I brought to work yesterday.

I have a big deadline next week. On Monday night, I stayed at the office until about midnight to get a build off to the client. There is Yulblog tonight, my office Xmas party (long story) on Friday, and another outing tomorrow. I just ain’t getting much sleep this week.

So I figured last night (Tuesday) would be my only night of decent rest for the week. Got home from work at 7 pm, intending only to work out and then vedge. But the client called at 8h30 pm to request changes to the build sent MONDAY, something that could not humanly have been asked for during any of the WORKING HOURS ON TUESDAY. Got dressed, called the programmer, went back to the office (with Comet), got changes done.

Home at midnight. Still time for a workout, I can be in bed by 1 am and get 7 hours of sleep. Halfway through the workout, the doorbell rings, and it’s lightspeeddad with two coffees, come to wait out the nocturnal visitor. Don’t finish my workout, end up not sleeping well at all, thinking about work, the flasher, and how desperately I need to get some sleep tonight.

Get in this morning, and find out that Comet took a dump in front of the president’s office.

…or why live life when you can document it?

Very busy working these days, preparing for E3. So in lieu of content, I thought it would be fun to do the lightspeed edition of “What’s in your bag?”, but the contents pretty much reflect the crunchtime too.

Boring essentials:
Keys on a Lego Luke Skywalker keychain. He was anatomically accurate for a while after losing a hand, but now he’s lost all his limbs.
The Red Telephone
Cards, in a Cometskin cigarette holder that was a gift from T. Because nothing says “I love you” like a Boston Terrier-skin cigarette holder.
Loyalty card for my videostore
Pens, Money, Bills and such
Gloves in case of winter
Shades in case of summer

Vanity:
Concealer for dark circles (much used of late)
Blush to balance out my current green hue
Lipstick to look cute
Hairbrush
Hair elastic, for those desperate “fuck it” times

Geek lit:
An old issue of Game Developer
Sin City
Hominids

Gaming stuff:
PDA (with games)
GBA (with games)
Network cable to link my PS2 (in the living room) to the net (in the office)

Pharmacy:
Tylenol bottle
Tylenol cap (separate)
Loose Tylenol (mixed with doggie kibble)
Prescription painkillers

I challenge you to come up with a category for these three:
Bone-shaped paperclips
Knitting needles
Donnie Darko DVD.

Blasphemous rumor of the day: the Pope is not dying. He’s actually already dead but they didn’t tell us because it was Easter. Y’think?