Cue hoop; begin ascent

Comedy of fricken' errors, that's my household in a nutshell. Mom was supposed to pick up dad from the subway, dad jumped right on the idling bus instead of waiting *then* called the house, dad swears brother said mom was upstairs, brother swears he said mom left ten minutes ago, dad comes in wondering where mom is, mom's cell phone is non-functioning so no one can reach her, brother pulls out to go find mom at the subway station, brother meets mom as she's turning onto the block, mom and dad proceed to yell at one another, Fredericks retreats to her room with a cool glass of quality H₂O.

::sip:: Ahhhh.
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I cleaned my room! sort of. It's a task I can't manage in one go, as the space is small but the chaos? tremendous. Today I tackled getting rid of all the superfluous paper, and I'm pretty sure I have at least twelve pounds of various newspapers, magazines, and academic articles stacked and ready to head out for recycling. The room is still quite cluttered, but at least I'm not constantly running the risk of tripping over school notes or getting papercuts from vindictive neglected homework assignments (goddamned SOAP notes were *everywhere*). I figure tomorrow I'll try to do something about all the textbooks. Maybe. If the mood strikes me.

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I usually hold back on pointing out odds and ends here because I know I'm usually *years* behind any trends worth knowing, but, yo, LAUNCHcast is "da bomb" (as the kids used to say years ago...see what I mean?). In exchange for setting up a Yahoo account and most likely giving Big Brother access to your house, home, and non-vital stats (because we all know B.B. has the vital ones already), little Internet elves tailor music to your inclination. Lookie lookie:

Fredericksx's Station Featuring: Jill Scott, Led Zeppelin, Stone Temple Pilots, A Perfect Circle, Jamiroquai, The Chemical Brothers, Greg Laswell, Aerosmith, Massive Attack, Soundgarden, Faith Evans

Not very eclectic as I am a stick in the mud, but very nifty. More than the featured artists are played, of course: I got keyed into Syd Matters and discovered that not all of Tori Amos post "From the Choirgirl Hotel" is hokum ("Gold Dust" is beautiful, and "Scarlet's Walk" will be borrowed from the library ASAP). So, yes, join up, make a station, and share your info with the class me, please.
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Re-reading through past entries is quite fun, particularly if the entry is one of those things others would classify as a retelling of daily events. It's all about the humor, sez I. I've managed to make myself laugh at and with myself by going through my tags.

Yes, c'est le fini.