Today hasn't been a bad day. I've spent most of it cleaning up a mailing list that 20th Century Fox runs through us. Not very exciting, but I didn't mind too much until the end of the day, when the repetition started getting to me.

Yes, I'm in LA now. I work for WorldSite Networks. I have no idea how long either of these states will last.

I plan to keep cleaning up my journal, and I plan to go over the immense amount of email I've written in the last four months and steal some of that writing to fill in the gaps since I've last written. I'm not sure how long either of these things will take me. I'm not very happy now, see, and so it's hard to wade through old journal entries from when I was happier.

Not that I'm wallowing in misery, either. It's just that LA is strange and lonely, and Earl and I aren't getting on as well as we might -- haven't been for months, really, but now that we live together & have nothing to distract us it's much more apparent.

And that's it, for today. Once I get back into the swing of things I'm sure I'll produce longer, more exciting entries.