mallorys_camera | Feb. 3rd, 2006

Spent yesterday morning designing a circus postcard to be sent out to media outlets and seething because goddamit, this isn't something I should have to do, this is something JD, the resident pixie and art director should have done. I can't draw! All I can do is paste & cut.

Around noon I wandered over to the Little Store and we did inventory around a surprisingly steady trickle of customers for a foggy Thursday. I'm twisted and sick: I like doing inventory. I guess it appeals to my inner covetous dollhouse-maitresse.

I have been thinking a lot about John Donne and Andrew Marvell, poets whom I lack the intellectual stamina to track down and actually read. In fact, I don't think I've read anything so far in 2006 beyond the Internet, the occasional National Enquirer, the Well and – of course! – www.defamer.com. I suppose that qualifies me as officially braindead.

And because I was tagged by

cake_o_rama...

Guilt	What is yours?	Explain yourself
Culinary:	Apricots	Just love the flavor. Of course, they have to be either fresh apricots, right off the tree, or apricots dried with a minimum of sulfur.
Literary:	Serial killer novels.	Thomas Harris is the master, of course! I wish he hadn't lost his groove.
Audiovisual:	Teen exploitation movies.	I date myself here -- I could care less about Lindsay Lohan & Hillary Duff. I'm Hayley Mills and Molly Ringwold all the way. St. Elmo's Fire: now there's a classic...
Musical:	Very fond of Wayne Newton's Danke Shein	See above. Clearly I've overdosed on Ferris Bueller.
Celebrity:	Angelina Jolie	The ultimate Bad Girl! I'd like to see her naked in a pit of lime jello with that ferret-faced Jennifer Anniston so she could really take the bitch down!