Leaving things behind hurts. No matter that I've been here before. I guess it always does. And I guess, we all, always move on ( Read more... )

To continue my trend of posting identical entries in my myspace and LJ ( Read more... )

What a bitch of a week. I want a cow to fall from the sky and land on the desk right here in front of me. I think that's the ONLY thing that would surprise me right now. I wouldn't even be surprised if the cow talked, it would have to actually crash thru the cieling in order to startle me ( Read more... )

So I finally returned from Boston today, after my mini-working-vacation, which included riding the bus to work, lots of drinking, lots of quality time with Michelle and Greg and everyone else in the apartment, and a fun adventure to (and even more adventurous, from) Great Scott!, a bar in Allston where Michelle and her friend Jess dj'd in between ( Read more... )

Alright, so I started to freak out a little bit tonight, considering the state of mess that my apartment is in, the fact that I need to clean-pack-and-move it by the end of the week, the fact that my car needs to take a trip to the mechanic (that I've been procrastinating for weeks) this week before it up and dies on me, the fact that I've been ( Read more... )

So this is the second time I've revived my LJ. I'm officially weak. :-P

But work is good. And I'm moving next week. And this past week has been very exciting. And life is good.

and I'm sleepy. enough said.

The situation in Easton officially shifted from 'stressful' to 'bad' today. I've managed to float the wrecked HR department with my minimal training and the minimal resources alloted for several weeks now, but it's finally reached the point where it's just too much. The months of six and seven day weeks, surprise calls to come in, and looong-ass ( Read more... )

So I woke up to sirens and explosions and my building shaking this morning, and then I just kinda knew it was gonna be a bad day. And now, after a long, underproductive, and thoroughly frustating day, I still don't know what the damn explosions were.

So I was at work today, impressing chics and dudes alike with my lovely new bike, letting the guys sit on it and rev the throttle, letting the gals climb on the back and take pictures, riding circles around them in the parking lot, etc, and one girl's first observation was that I look "so calm" when I ride. And it's the truth. That's what I have it ( Read more... )

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