Monday things:

  • The vending machine has six-packs of Oreos. The vending machine is redeemed of all its previous failures.
  • I’m about to give journalism the fuck up and go study Russian in Siberia.
  • The worst thing about Pandora, by far, is how it lulls you into a false sense of listening to deep cuts; after about 45 minutes, generic shit starts coming up. I changed my The Fall station after “Don’t Stop Believin’” came on because, like, what? When I switched to a station based on The Clean, “I’ll Melt With You” played. But I’d be lying if I said I was bothered by the latter.
  • Is there anywhere to get Japanese curry in the D.C. area? I’ll drive if I have to.