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Ealier today I couldn’t make my On Demand service work. I think it is incompatible with my TiVo, although the various local cable companies which keep buying one another all swear it should work. I’ve watched all of Dexter, except for one episode. It made me kinda angry that I couldn’t watch that one episode because the On Demand does not perform as promised. The Time Warner chick on the phone was nice, but I suspect ill-informed. A tech is coming out next week. I was nice to her because she was nice to me, but I’m still kind of pissed off. Given that watching an episode of a TV show is pretty damn unimportant, I guess I’ve just got some free-floating anger today. Don’t really know why. Stuff is going well. Hectic enough to be stressful and my job is starting to involve managing more and more people (as opposed to just doing stuff myself, which I am more comfortable with), but I don’t think I should feel so generally angry.

(Click here for a site which expresses my current mood through interpretive dance.)

Sometimes I get really frustrated when I have to fix things. What do you get when you fix something? You get what you had to begin with. Nothing new. Nothing improved. No accomplishment other than back to square one.

Someone vandalized my car when I was going to shoot in what I guess was a sketchy neighborhood. This was ages ago now and I just can’t get around to fixing it.

Legal BS is the same thing. If someone infringes on my intellectual property rights, I have to pursue it, but, once it is fixed, I pretty much end up with what I started with, my property.

I had a very tasty brunch today.

Requiem for Tower Records
by Amelia G : November 22nd, 2006

Many years ago, I lived near a Tower Records with an amazing selection. This was after I stopped getting my music for free from air promotions for being a radio DJ and before I started getting my music for free from publicists for being a journalist. It was also after I was broke and living in a punk rock group house and before I stopped giving a fuck about most of it . . . Read More

Click here for punk rock misbehavior, interesting history, investigative journalism into the secrets behind the Tower closings, and a poignant photo gallery tribute to Tower on Sunset Boulevard.

More from this series on Blue Blood. If the image freaks you out in a subtle way, that means it is working.

I think I need a new computer.

I am the alpha female and yet I swear I start bleeding every time I get around other chicks. Heating pad, here I come. Ouchie.

Blue Blood sponsored a ton of cool events this Halloween season, but Xian’s Hex Hollywood is the one we personally attended and shot at. I wore a GIANT skirt. I kept knocking things over with my clothing. Forrest was a giant black cat. I can’t even estimate how many yards of clothing we had between us. It was AWESOME!

I wasn’t done sleeping, but I woke up with this weird lower back/abdominal pain I’ve been getting some mornings. Caught up on LJ. Should really put some stuff together for the Post Office and run some other errands. Need to finalize if/where I’m shooting tomorrow.

Feel like taking a trip. I don’t travel as much as I’d like to, even though I know I travel a lot.

I’m out of bacon. Maybe I should go get breakfast somewhere. Ideally somewhere with a good iced latte. Los Angeles has a lot of really great places to eat.

I have a sniffle.

Ya know, sometimes I forget just how cool my life is. I’m a problem-solver, so I tend to focus my efforts where something needs fixin’. Sometimes this makes me really effective and sometimes it just makes me really stressed.

Yesterday was a super long day and I am sooooooooooooooo sore today. I feel like I ran a decathalon. We were supposed to shoot today, but the model had a crisis last night and had to re-schedule. Which is too bad because I wanted to shoot, but excellent because now I can get an hour and a half massage from my favorite massage therapist.

I started the day doing normal business stuff. Then went to a series of seminars about online business. My pal Kayla was on one of them and was hilarious and fun as always. My close friend L who just moved here from Arizona finally got to see just how far Hollywood really is from the beach. Then I went to a poolside reception where I met some cool and interesting new people and got to see a lot of friends. I had a weird sense of deja vu with one journalist, like we knew each other from some other situation, but he was great to talk with.

Then I went to an over-the-top party thrown by one of the banking liaisons I use. They had tons of magicians and open bar and full dinner catered by Wolfgang Puck. And I just had a really good time with everyone I was hanging out with.

It has been a tough month, but punctuated by a lot of really wonderful experiences.

I just wrote a longer thing on Blue Blood about voting and finding your polling place, but I’m posting an abridged version here for those who don’t get around to clicking.

If you are an American, it is your patriotic and civic responsibility to vote today. Please don’t forget.

Sometimes the hardest thing about voting is figuring out where the heck to go to cast your ballot. Happily, the internet makes this all much easier. There are many resources, but one general USA source which looks good to me is Election Protection 365. I usually use the California sites, as I am located in Los Angeles. So I was pleased to find a site with such an excellent polling place locator tool for all states.

Brave people fought a revolution, and great men wrote world-changing documents, so you could have the right to representation. If people with the right to vote do not vote, then the system does not work. I’m off to drink an iced latte and review all the referendum info on my local ballot. Please, please, please take the time to vote today.

Apparently I am not as able to bend the fabric of space and time as I thought. Starbucks should sell Atropine to anyone wearing extra eyeliner this time of year.

I am so over-scheduled this season, it is insane. Last year, I felt sort of mopey around Halloween and I felt like I didn’t do as much fun stuff as I wanted to. I was still busy and I had some fun, but not as much as I should have. I was just having what, for a normal person, would be a Xmas freakout, only I was stressing about the perfection of Halloween, which is a little, you know, batty.

So this year I made sure I would have plenty to do. It has been very very fun, but I am like quintuple-scheduled every day and sort of have to miss something I intended to do daily. I’ve missed parties Blue Blood has sponsored, but I am definitely 100%, no matter what, assuredly going to Hex Hollywood for the actual night of Halloween. Maybe doing the street party thing during the day, but definitely going to Hex that night.

The devil made me do it (take pictures of him that is.) More on Blue Blood

Sometimes the things which will attract me to a photographic subject are not what people might expect. In this case, I really loved the shape of her skull. I like the ethereal quality or feel we were able to capture with this shot. More at Blue Blood.

Why is it that scumbags who want to claim a “misunderstanding” when they rip people off always want to chat on the phone? Oh yeah.