After spending the past six months bitching and moaning about how much I hate the rebirth of the slide (sandal), I thought it only right to come on here and confess I caved and bought a pair. They’re good. They’re really good. This crow sandwich isn’t half bad either. In the ultimate obscenity I wore them out with a dress to breakfast the other day. There’s something about rocking a hideous shoe in the face of all the naysayers that…
I’m going to go ahead, knock on wood and say summer’s not been treating me too badly this year. Aside from combating feelings of uselessness/internal hysteria when people ask how work is or what I do for a living, this whole free time thing has been kind of sweet. Everyday is a playground. I do things like: Open my eyes in the morning and wonder wtf is going to happen to my life now that I’m not working. Think about…
There’s an old saying that goes something like this: you can choose your friends, but you can’t choose your family. I’d have to say that hasn’t been the case for me. Last week I got home from two glorious weeks in Hawaii…with my ex-boyfriend’s family. That might be a little weird to some people, but it’s not weird to me. From the time I met these people I loved them; right from the start they took me in. They’re Hawaiian…
Yesterday a guy I’ve done some search work with called to thank me for referring a nice chunk of business to him. We hadn’t spoken in about 6 months so it turned into a catch-up session, semi-overdone on his part based on sheer gratitude. You can always hear that mix of hysteria/appreciation when you’re on the receiving end, not that it makes the sentiment any less sincere, and I felt bad for not letting him know how much I think…