theater: “Without You, I’m Nothing”
Yeah, I don’t buy that for a second. Justin sent me a message on Saturday to let me know he’d snagged me a ticket to see Sandra Bernhard. Sorta for my birthday, sorta because he knew I’d want to see...
Category: personal
Brisk and Lazy
That’s pretty much how the weekend has been thus far. My new computer arrived last week, so I set it up on Friday–thinking that trying to do so after happy hour on Thursday would be a bad idea. I’m already...
TGIF: Where are your shoes?!
Arr, I be movin’ a mite bit slower than usual this morning. So much so that I’ll worry about talking like a pirate a little later on this morning. Not that I talk to too many people at the office...
Southern Drunkitality!
My birthday present from Serge arrived yesterday and I thought it would be rude if I didn’t open it right away! He’d shown me the product page for the Firefly flavored vodka before, but I figured I’d have to wait...
Fierce like Gatorade!
Snippet from an IM session this morning with Michael: MM: Gah, I wish I could find out more about this new blackberry urb: Which one? MM: the new blackberry storm that verizon is talking about putting out urb: Ooooh. urb:...
Ooooh, the first round of gifts!
Gotta love this card from my co-worker Betsy. She and I headed to lunch at District Chophouse this afternoon for a small office celebration. We both came back and found ourselves in the throes of food coma, but it was...
Just one week…
I thoroughly enjoyed splurging and stuffing myself this past week and weekend, but birthday time will be over soon and I’ll have to attempt to behave. I definitely defer to age in that my metabolism isn’t as good as it...
Oh come on!
95 degrees, feelin’ like 99 today!? Give me a break. I’m glad that I don’t need to go outside for anything, but that’s just brutal. It feels like a day for staying in, cranking the a-c and ordering delivery for...
I don’t FEEL thirty-… something
Another year older, etc, etc. It should be just another day, but it never feels that way, does it? Admittedly, the only places where your birthdate really matters is government type services, job applications or loyalty programs. Otherwise, it’s just...
Every day at the office should be this much fun!
This morning when I hit the Starbucks the line behind me, instead of curling around and forming inside the place, kept on going out the door. People in the line were clearly people who’d been in before and knew that...