I must say that I’m feeling a little bit Pesci today myself. Meaning: I could or could not eat fish today. But as usual, I’m leaning towards something extremely bad for me — a nice cheese-laden enchilada, perhaps. I am concerned about productivity today as well, as I have received a copy of Halo 2 in the mail. It’s staring me in the face. I believe I can resist its siren song for the next few hours, but this particular song is as compelling as Teenage Fanclub’s “Everything Flows.” I can’t just tune it out.


I still haven’t been paid for something I wrote in January.