Best sentence ever

"During the ordeal, the media hubbub grew apace, and cat agnostics grumbled about folderol."

-From the New York Times article about the rescue of a cat that had been trapped in the wall of Greenwich village building for two weeks.

I've been scrounging around for something interesting to say over the past couple of days, and have (til now) been coming up empty. I'm still trying to grow accustomed to working (at a job that, it turns out, I don't like very much). I had an interview at Quinnipiac last night and they offered me a job as a phone interviewer. I'll probably do the training at the end of next week. I'll work both jobs until the magazine job ends (mid-to-late May), and then I'll probably try to start up another part time gig. I'd like to move out of the house before my brother gets home for the summer (early June-ish)--not because I don't want to live with him, just because the idea of the three of us kicking around the house all summer is a little bit more than I can handle. If anyone reading this is looking for a roommate or knows someone who is, let me know.

I'm going up to the Bay State for the evening(/night?) for a house party in Somerville. I haven't been to a party in a while. Well, there was Cromicon II a few weeks ago. And Dave's sister's kegger with all those high school kids a month before that. What I mean to say is that it's been a while since I've been to a party where I've known almost no one. I hope there won't be any awkward corners to stand in--the temptation might be difficult to resist.

Eh, who am I kidding? I'll probably down three beers in the first half hour and be complaining about the direction of my life to total strangers all night.