so if i wasn’t feeling disconnected enough my entire hosting service has gone kaput today. no web page no emails – it’s raining and i don’t feel like doing anything so i thought i’d try my luck at one of these internet cafes that’s all the rage with the kids these days.
I’ve finally moved in to my new place and i am begining to feel like a real person again.. sorta. these french keyboards are a bit weird which is also disconcerting. it takes me forever to do little things. funny that languge is so damn important. who’d a thunk it?! buying a mop this week has been quite a challenge. you can’t buy a whole mop here; you have to buy the stick; then the bottom piece; then the friggin cloth. i think i have evrything finally – all thats left is the assembly. jeez it would take less effort to get down on my hands and knees and lick the damn floor clean.
well the typing aggravation is too much here – and i cant even post this so i’m outta here.
i need a damn drink.
New Angeles Monthly, June 2008
Weekend America, March 30, 2008
Los Angeles Times, March 13, 2008
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Nil by Mouth is written by Neille Ilel. Neille is a writer, reporter and user interface specialist in Los Angeles. If you think that's a lot, she's also got a host of meandering sidelines including improv comedy, tennis, cooking, drawing and thinking about learning to play the guitar.
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