1. I've complained several times about the impending increase in the price of stamps.
2. My honey and I were thrilled to make the Early Bird Special at Clancy's Crab Shack last night.
3. I have called friends to marvel about the cleaning powers of the Mr. Clean Magic Eraser.
4. My honey and I purchased comfort insoles for our shoes and more than once commented on how comfortable they are.
5. My legs hurt! (Said in the voice of Homer Simpson's relative)
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Friday, May 04, 2007
Hooray Hooray!
The chapter is done.
Sort of.
I need to set it aside for a few days, give it a good going-over, and then send it off to the more critical eyes of my advisor.
And what better way to put some distance between the chapter and me than a fun fun Cinco de Mayo? A dear friend from junior high is coming into town and we predict a night of pleasant conversation over margaritas at the house of a mutual friend in Brentwood.
Also on the list of weekend activities is the probable purchase of a new mattress, brunch with friends, and the opening of a joint account for me and my honey. Fabulous!
Sort of.
I need to set it aside for a few days, give it a good going-over, and then send it off to the more critical eyes of my advisor.
And what better way to put some distance between the chapter and me than a fun fun Cinco de Mayo? A dear friend from junior high is coming into town and we predict a night of pleasant conversation over margaritas at the house of a mutual friend in Brentwood.
Also on the list of weekend activities is the probable purchase of a new mattress, brunch with friends, and the opening of a joint account for me and my honey. Fabulous!
Thursday, May 03, 2007
I'm Awake!
With not much to say, sadly.
Last night I couldn't fall asleep until 5:30 am. Why? My brain refused to turn itself off for the night, so I lay in bed thinking rambling, meaningless thoughts until I got frustrated enough to get up, post some El Vez photos to my flickr account, and basically waste time. After I grew bored with that activity, I lay in bed again, again thinking rambling, meaningless thoughts until finally, finally, Morpheus descended.
So then I slept too late and now I'm up again, working on the chapter. Almost done with the summary of the image in advertising and ready to move on to outlining the final summary point of the contemporary North American consumer culture scholars, authentiticy and authority.
What else?
Tomorrow I am going to the wine bar with my friends the Heathers for a little girls' night out.
Tomorrow morning I will have to call my boss, Captain Chaotica, to (happily) turn down his emergency Can You Work For Me? request on account of said plans with the Heathers.
Tomorrow I should figure out the casting for the play I am curating in July and send out requests for readers.
Tomorrow, if I work hard (and by this I mean pull an all-nighter to avoid sleeping all day), I might finish this chapter.
Last night I couldn't fall asleep until 5:30 am. Why? My brain refused to turn itself off for the night, so I lay in bed thinking rambling, meaningless thoughts until I got frustrated enough to get up, post some El Vez photos to my flickr account, and basically waste time. After I grew bored with that activity, I lay in bed again, again thinking rambling, meaningless thoughts until finally, finally, Morpheus descended.
So then I slept too late and now I'm up again, working on the chapter. Almost done with the summary of the image in advertising and ready to move on to outlining the final summary point of the contemporary North American consumer culture scholars, authentiticy and authority.
What else?
Tomorrow I am going to the wine bar with my friends the Heathers for a little girls' night out.
Tomorrow morning I will have to call my boss, Captain Chaotica, to (happily) turn down his emergency Can You Work For Me? request on account of said plans with the Heathers.
Tomorrow I should figure out the casting for the play I am curating in July and send out requests for readers.
Tomorrow, if I work hard (and by this I mean pull an all-nighter to avoid sleeping all day), I might finish this chapter.
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Happy May Day!
How have you spent your May Day?
I celebrated by officially becoming Californian. My new license picture looks like a mug shot. Unlike in Minnesota, they don't say, "Smile!" here, and I am left looking perpetually sullen. Or stoned.
(Don't worry, I wasn't stoned.)
Did you know I had to take a written exam? I studied. Still, I got one wrong. It will be forever etched into my brain that, in a business district, it is only legal to perform U-Turns in an intersection where no sign prohibits them.
My favorite part of the day was when, after getting my test graded, the guy who graded my test handed it back to me and said, "Just give this to that guy over there," where over there was literally one foot away. And the guy who graded my test was closer to that guy over there than I was.
Your tax dollars at work.
And if not yours, then mine.
I celebrated by officially becoming Californian. My new license picture looks like a mug shot. Unlike in Minnesota, they don't say, "Smile!" here, and I am left looking perpetually sullen. Or stoned.
(Don't worry, I wasn't stoned.)
Did you know I had to take a written exam? I studied. Still, I got one wrong. It will be forever etched into my brain that, in a business district, it is only legal to perform U-Turns in an intersection where no sign prohibits them.
My favorite part of the day was when, after getting my test graded, the guy who graded my test handed it back to me and said, "Just give this to that guy over there," where over there was literally one foot away. And the guy who graded my test was closer to that guy over there than I was.
Your tax dollars at work.
And if not yours, then mine.
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