Why are sinus pills always so huge? I mean, the last thing I ever want to do when I feel like I'm going to need trepanning to relieve the pressure in my head is to swallow something the approximate size and consistency of a pebble.

Mmmg. I can't even open the thing. So I saw the Spice Girls, and they were awesome, and you should go see them because they'll be awesome for you. I was going to say more about it, but I'm working on this blister pack, and Jessica of Go Fug Yourself saw the same show I did, and pretty much broke it down on her own blog, and it's exactly what I would have said, including the link to their Tesco commercial which makes me want to move to London and wear boots and a trench to market. So you should look at her entry here.

You know, Ted Turner. . .all I want to do is watch Law and Order reruns and the NBA on TNT, and I feel like I end up watching just as many hours of commercials for Frank TV and The Closer, and I really hate you for that.

Urgh, one pill down. PS: Caught the flu, probably on Southwest where I was on totally packed planes both there and back.

Okay, so the agency that's trying to place me in a job called me on Monday and said they'd ALREADY set me up for an interview without asking me at all. Which was the first thing that bothered me. And then other things bothered me, but they said the job needed someone who knew Lotus Notes. Of all the things I've learned in this life, one of the most important is that you (I) do not want to work for a company that is bass-ackwards enough to be using Lotus Notes. Especially in this day and age, with other options available. Such as carrier pigeons and tin cans on a string.