“I carried a watermelon”
My team is all accountants and econ majors, so I’m not the best person to be doing budgets, right? But it was a team effort, so I helped… I made the folders.
new ways of living
But really… THIS JOB. From beaches to budgets…and two interns that we didn’t know were coming and we don’t have room for. The hits, they keep on coming. It’s all very good though - it’s providing this focus that I don’t think I’ve ever had before. I am prioritizing. I am getting things done sometimes. Sometimes, I still just want to lay on the couch, but it’s because I’m exhausted from actually doing work and not being a lazy bum on the internet all day. I still wish the office had wireless, but there ARE cafeterias with cheap, decent food. And the commute is a cinch, so pick yr battles, girl.
Maura sent me an Afghan Whigs playlist, which I am slowly working my way through, but I’m liking a lot of it. Some similarities to the Replacements, so of course I’m into that.
Also: Peggy Olson Feelings. And we’d better get “Valor Morghulis” next week, Game of Thrones. A man needs a send-off.
A fact
You know you have a pretty excellent family when you can all share a hearty laugh over Mom totally ignoring a really cute, overweight terrier.
with friends like these…
I’ve been coerced into entertaining for realsies tomorrow night. My fabulous, dim, apartment will attempt to produce a roasted chicken. However, I have lived here for 4 years, and have never entertained for realsies, so I suppose it should happen, hmm?
I love this apartment so darn much; I just wish it was about 20 or 30 blocks further downtown.
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I actually said “You know nothing, Jon Snow” to my friend last night. We were both tipsy, so I don’t know if he really absorbed it. I’m happy to see Rose Leslie on my TV again, but she might be a leetle too pretty to be Ygritte. Then again, there is dragon-napping and a lack of Reeds and Walder children at Winterfell, so - win some, lose some. I do think Rose is appropriately fiesty.
May 9
I’m late on this, but there was a kid that I was friends with at my first school, and he became obsessed with May 9th for some reason. (he was a weird kid) Know why? 5/9 was the date that us lucky 8th graders got to go on an oh so exciting trip to THE SEWAGE TREATMENT PLANT. Sounds like a time, right? Who takes kids to the STP? Anyway, cool story, etc, etc…
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I put ice cubes in a glass of red wine tonight. I think my father would be ashamed of me if he knew. It’s the apartment’s fault, really. I’m grateful for the heat when it’s cold out, but when it’s 60 degrees out and the heat is still on, well…
I’m noticing a theme, here
Kurt Sings Songs That Mom Really Likes: “As if we never said goodbye,” “Rose’s Turn,” and now “Not The Boy Next Door” …
We went to see “The Boy from Oz” with Hugh Jackman and it was fabulous, but my poor mother was stuck with her great aunt at the hospital. To this day, I am sad that she missed it. Howevah, they went to see “Peter and the Starcatcher” last weekend and met Christian Borle and my mother apparently fangirled a little bit at him, and I am jealous.
One day I will take a picture of the picture of my parents and my aunt and Peter Allen holding up Twyla Tharp at some benefit in the ’80s (taken by Richard Avedon!). True to form, my mother and her sister are misidentified.
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This weekend turned out to be good, save for the cold that refuses to go away.
-struck by lightning
-dance show
-yacht club
-meeting a whole mess of lovely people
I was an escargot baby
Tonight, Mom and I were discussing how babies are really not that cute when they’re born (well, they kind of look like old people), and they don’t start really taking shape until about 2 weeks, and I asked her when I got cute, and she goes “1 month. You were like a little snail until then.” SNAIL! That’s a new one. I said, “Snails don’t even have facial features!”
Also, my mother is completely smitten with a baby whose initials are WMF.
