I'm coming down with something ...

And for once it's not the clap. Finally!

No, really, I think I'm getting a cold or some such. I'm a huge baby, so if you could find it in your heart to offer me 30 seconds of silent pity in your day, I'd appreciate it. Of course, if you're one of my mortal enemies, you're more than welcome to spend 30 seconds gloating silently. I would do the same for you!

I got the new Modey Lemon CD in the mail today, which would be really exciting if I hadn't downloaded it a week ago. It sounds very little like their first album, and they've got a third member now, and they're veering further and further into D&D territory with the lyrics, but it's still pretty great. And hey, I'm thanked in the liner notes; you'll find me at the end, filed under "everyone else we might have missed". Chin up, kid; someday you'll be tight with a band like I am with Modey Lemon, and you'll get thanked in the liner notes, too.

Today I also got my first two DVD's from zip.ca: The Lady Vanishes (sadly not the one with Elliott Gould and Cybill Shepherd; guess I'll make do with Hitchcock's version) and Sam Fuller's Naked Kiss. I wish they'd implement the thing that Netflix does, where you get an email every time a DVD is sent out to you and an email every time they receive a DVD from you. I'm not sure how long I'll stick with Zip; the DVD's were pretty well jammed into my mailbox; the nearest processing center is in the next province over; and between school, Hawaii Five-0, self-abuse, and checking Crooksandliars.com, I have very little time for recreational DVD watching.

Oh, I should go to bed. *cough cough* See? Sick.

Lest I forget: since changing ringtones I've received exactly one call on my cellphone. I answered it while it was still in vibrating mode, so I've yet to be pleasantly surprised by Amy Poehler telling me that she wants to kick ass so bad. Ah well.

*cough cough*