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dirty dozen
12/12/2005 = 12:12 PM

Today is December 12th, 2005. Twelfth day of the twelfth month. The reason I mention the year is that, since August 17th, 2002, I have not had a cigarette, which is three years and nearly four months, but, more interestingly, it's one thousand, two hundred, twelve days.

12/12. 1212 days since I've had a cigarette.

Whoo, weird. I don't know whether I should play the lottery or go buy some doughnuts.

I do know what time I'm going to post this entry, though.

No spoilers.

Stuff from the Harry Potter books always gets omitted from the films, usually in the interest of time. This is also true in the case of Goblet of Fire, but the story held firm, which is my biggest criterion of whether or not I enjoy an adaptation.

The only omission that really bugged me stems from the rumor I heard that Dan Radcliffe's bare bum makes a cameo. If it did, I missed it. Which is just as well, considering he is of an age, in ratio to my own, where I could have, if circumstances had fallen such, seen said bum on a bassinet, awaiting my application of talc and a fresh nappy.

On the other hand, the trailer for Happy Feet gave me such excited sillies.

I spent a record thirteen hours IMing with my hetero lifemate yesterday. I blame the school system. If they didn't work her so hard, it wouldn't take so long for us to decide which guy from the Vegas CSI has the biggest package regress in age from thirty-ahem to fourteen catch up with each other.

I also began cataloguing my books on Library Thing. Library Thing is sort of like My Space for your books, where your books hang out and meet other people's books, getting to know each other and, possibly, when we're all asleep, using our webcams to take pictures of themselves without their book jackets.

I adore Library Thing. But it took me all day to list one shelf of reference books. At this rate, I should be done listing all my books by the Apocalypse, which won't leave me much time for catching up on my reading.

Ganked from Boxx9K:

List the top three gifts you want:

1. The 2.7 ounce bottle of Very Irresistible Givenchy.
2. The complete, unabridged Oxford English Dictionary.
3. An all-expense-paid month-long trip to the British Isles.

Now list your top three holiday wishes:

1. For someone in a position of power to say, "You know, historically, we as a species use war to solve problems, but it never does. So why are we still doing this?"
2. A pill that would safely help me lose weight without causing me to gain it all back if I stop taking it.
3. Caffeinated moisturizer ... the ultimate multi-tasker.

drinking: bawls (heh!) energy beverage fizzy-lifting drink
listening to: No Doubt, Oi to the World
bawls: tastes kind of yucky but has a pretty bottle