Skipping past Writober and Nanoblomo . . ? Shit, I dunno. I'm as bored as you are.
Thursday, June 29, 2006
From Birthdays to Bombers
Today was the first day this week I’ve spent my lunch break in front of the computer; I’m actually lamenting that fact. And due to a combination of really advanced planning and my obsessive need to know RIGHT NOW, I spent my lunch hour (or so) doing a cost-comparison of ways to celebrate Mia’s birthday. Specifically, ways to celebrate that involve a theme park and/or a water park. Maybe even a birthday “party” tacked on at the end. It’ll be a long weekend, to say the least. But, hey, you only turn four once, right? (Okay, maybe not if you’re CW . . . always striving for adolescence.)
I’ve been spending more time around my coworkers than I’d ideally like, and it’s really a shame I can’t write about them more. Because my office is quite the collection of interesting characters. Like our business/bookingkeeping/office manager/whatever-the-fuck who was a cheerleader at this high school; there is, likely quite literally, no subject that is sacred to her.
In the world beyond the walls of my office, we’re gearing up to celebrate our independence from a nation that, quite frankly, is probably glad to be rid of us. I’m actually gonna kick off the weekend by watching our former rulers whoop some Portuguese ass at the World Cup (or, else, I’ll be out five bucks).