Flights of randomness

Tomorrow is the last day of my temp job, but I pretty much finished up all the loose ends this morning. Never mind that my soon-to-be-ex-boss has been on vacation for a week, and his boss has been out for a month–so it’s been a Bonjour Paresse kind of atmosphere of late (to wit: I am currently sated on chocolate hazelnut cheesecake that I picked up at a restaurant I did not know existed until today. Why does this always happen, especially since I am unlikely to eat there ever again? And why am I starting to suspect the cheesecake was spiked with liqueur?)

Anyway, so as something ends, other things begin–but what? If you ask my parents, I’m supposed to know exactly What I Will Do With My Life ™ in an instant–which is roughly equivalent to Finding a Husband and Starting My Career Which will lead to a Life of Suburbia and Early Retirement. And so, naturally, all I can envision is sitting around in my pajamas all day when I’m not lying on a beach somewhere. For months at a time. Yes, folks, it’s finally happened: the girl who spent her entire life rushing forward, teeming with ambition and more importantly, planning every little detail has morphed into a slacker.

Yup, that cheesecake was definitely spiked with something.

But, in keeping with this afternoon’s foray into complete non-seriousness, some choice non-book related links:

Jaime continues his “Things That Suck” series with the Worst Hits of Archie comics. I should probably kill him for dredging up deservedly forgotten memories of That Wilkin Boy.

Ben Affleck breaks up with his borderline psycho girlfriend and is now romancing….Vanessa Kerry? Dude, it’s one thing to say you want to enter politics one day, it’s quite another to well, do so almost literally.

Arcane Gazebo explains how life is imitating Star Wars. Actually, this is really rather freaky. Next lightsabers will mysteriously show up in homes not belonging to Star Wars enthusiasts.

In keeping with yesterday’s Kim Mitchell theme, Elijah Wood really is a wild party. Or at least, he really wants to be (memo: I wonder how a certain Mr. Foer feels about the fact that he will be portrayed on celluloid by Frodo. Has anyone asked him?)

Bloggers and fake scandals go together like drinking and…oh forget it, these are just funny.

Remember Andy Kaufman’s blog? Well, now Tony Clifton’s decided he couldn’t sit on the sidelines…

And finally, we often bow down to the fabulousness that is Maccers all too often, but this brief exchange is well, just so best.