reading:
John Bowe (ed): Gig: Americans Talk About Their Jobs
Gail Simone: Birds of Prey
Sarah Vowell: Take the Cannoli
Howard Zinn: People's History of the U.S.
Otherwise known as -- what were YOU doing at zero hour?
12:01 AM: Return home from scintillating comedy show. Plop in front of computer. Check Begum and email. Respond to Asa's post re: Sandman.
12:15: Go to bed.
12:20: Cannot sleep. Watch TiVoed Daily Show.
12:40: Still cannot sleep. Watch TiVoed Buffy episode.
1:30: Still cannot sleep. Read cheesy sci-fi novel.
1:45: Fall asleep with light on.
4:25: Wake up. Listen to roommate and roommate boyfriend get ready. Nag her about letting me sleep so late.
4:30: Roommate boyfriend makes coffee. Praise his name.
4:50: Shoo roommate and roommate boyfriend out the door.
4:52: Get into car. Begin to blast Matrix Reloaded soundtrack. Seat-boogie.
5:00: Kick roommate and bf out of car and into Mann Chinese line. Park car.
5:10: Walk to join roommate and bf in line. Pass front of theater. See big Matrix countdown clock.
5:11: Squeal.
5:14: Get in line. Appreciate warmth of winter coat, scarf, and hat.
5:20: Still in line. Warner Brothers lady passes with t-shirt. Slut self out for swag! More squealing. Roommate starts to ask if I've had too much coffee.
5:30: More coffee. More swag. More squealing.
5:35: Yet more swag. CD of the soundtrack! Movie poster! CD-ROM! And word comes down that the popcorn and soda is going to be free, too!
5:38: It's 30 degrees outside and I'm starting to feel warm. Offer neighboring people my scarf. Get odd looks in exchange.
5:50: Start to walk into theater. More squealing, especially when I see guy-who-plays-Seraph standing outside with the publicity crew. "Thank you for coming," I shout.
5:51: Roommate confiscates coffee mug. Luckily, have already emptied it.
5:55: Score best seats in the house. Go to bathroom. Skip down aisle at high velocity on my way back.
6:00: The lights go down...
And that's all I feel the need to mention right now. *g*