i skeedaddled out of work a little early today in order to go see a taping of important things with demetri martin. the taping was scheduled to start at 5:30 (which we know means will start a bit later than that), but they ran into some technical difficulties and we didn't even get seated until almost 7. this was fine, and the show was fun, there was lots of guffawing -- insert comment about how weird it is that when i see this stuff on tv i never laugh outloud but if i go see it live i laugh so much it hurts -- and i think i may have given myself a headache from smiling too much. however, it was a much later night that i anticipated. i left the studio around 10 and i was so tired i no longer wanted to stop for dinner. i stopped for a donut, but not dinner.
this meant that when i got home, i realized i was actually starving, and that a donut was not cutting it. sadly there's a lot of condiments in our fridge, but not a lot of food. luckily randall always has a stash of pasta and jarred sauce just for times like this.
ps. i would've taken pictures of demetri, or his set, or us waiting, or any of that stuff, but they were pretty strict about no phones or cameras or computers or recording devices of any kind.