Archive for July, 2007

zomg poor kittehs.

Monday, July 30th, 2007

The question I'm getting the most is, "how are the kitties adjusting to the new digs?" This laugh-out-loud funny captioned photograph should answer: They're both finally out from under the bed, so hopefully the cats will stop hating me and go back to hating each other very soon. Photo tour of the ...

Wait, what’s the blue pill for, again?

Saturday, July 21st, 2007

I really didn't expect to get an existential conundrum from Facebook. I don't know what to click. "Hide" is always tempting.

And because I can’t find a fucking slice of pizza down here.

Wednesday, July 18th, 2007

I'm getting the question "why are you moving back to New York?" more than I expected, as if I need to justify wanting to live in the greatest city in the world. I have a list of reasons that I go through with these nosy assholes, but this is the ...

A comprehensive report on my status.

Tuesday, July 17th, 2007

I have a lot on my mind about the time I spent in North Carolina, opportunities met, opportunities missed, things I need to do once more before I go, bridges I want to walk across to ensure their structural integrity. And I have a lot on my mind about where ...

I call George.

Saturday, July 14th, 2007

My favorite part of telling people I'm moving back to New York has been practically everyone saying, "yeah, saw that coming." Ok, everything else I said is still true, but it turns out my leisurely end-of-August schedule was dumb. Now I'll be moving the morning of Thursday, July 26th, exactly three ...

Quo vadimus.

Friday, July 6th, 2007

One of the things I hear myself repeating is "everything happens for a reason." I lost that job because it was clearly not what I was supposed to be doing, it was very comfortable but completely wrong for me, and the fact that I'm not there today is uncomfortable but ...

Don’t that just beat all.

Thursday, July 5th, 2007

It was July 5th, the day after a national holiday. My boss and my coworker were both out. I was just back from the gym, my hair was still damp and my skin still flushed and my brow still a little beaded, that shower never quite takes. My VP came ...

In which I give in to my inner kinda-foodie.

Tuesday, July 3rd, 2007

Tonight I had a duck confit poutine that was simply zomg. And a cheese plate that included a brie with champignon that I could not believe either, but who's counting? It looks like the jury is back, and yes folks, here's the verdict: The Federal > Milltown.