My office is a pantheon of non-communication. Apparently, the other girl I work with will be taking over the phone lines for the main partner that I've been working for some time this afternoon. However, nobody's told me who I will then be covering. No e-mail, no phone call, no personal appearance, nothing. Meanwhile, all morning I've been getting phone calls for people I've never heard of. Who can I talk to about this? Nobody, according to the girl I work with - whoever it is that's dealing with this should be by later today, and until then I've just gotta deal.
That record collection site is all sorts of fucked up; thank God I printed out what I had already entered. I might just put that list on my own site, off of heybro.com, which I've been meaning to work on for a while now - especially since there's a new gig. Of course, what this really means is that I have to pester
jongre, or at least borrow his computer. I should probably sketch it out before I do anything, anyway. It'd be nice to get some sound clips of TJE, too... 