Since I had to leave work early to go to the IMA1 I thought that I'd do some work afterwards. By this, I meant that I would go to Victrola or something. When I got there, some guy was banging away at the piano and singing Gershwin and Cole Porter, apparently. I stayed for a while, but the annoyance of it all didn't lead to much in the way of getting stuff done aside from building a headache.
Instead I hung out at Chris's new laptop (mildred) party and explored synchronization options. Bluetooth phones are super-nifty. My iPod is staying over for a slumber party.
--- (1) where I discovered that even though I know I shouldn't, I do ♥ VH1's I ♥ the 90s. Yes, I realize that it's too soon, but like rhiannon I am hypnotized by snarky B-list celebrity commentary.