April 2012
13 posts
March 2012
14 posts
Anatomy of a Spastic Friday
1. Run to catch the bus and don’t catch your breath for the next three stops.
2. Get caught glaring at a girl in a terrible style blogger outfit.
3. Walk into the kitchen at work to wash your hands because they’re all inky from reading the paper on the bus and step on a giant piece of glass that pierces through the sole of your Tory Burch flats.
4. Spend five minutes standing on one...
Today was not great. I had to put out a rather nasty fire for a boss who was upset with me for the first time ever. I do not like messing up and stress is a big fat #triggerwarning for my anxiety. So I just powered through, had a long, get-to-know you lunch of mussels and pommes frites with another boss and soothed myself with knowing that my cat teepee will be delivered this afternoon.
Speaking...
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There have been huge advances in shower caddy technology since I last bought one (2005?). We bought one yesterday and I thought the tiny hooks in the middle were just extra loofa hangers until Lane blew my mind and hung a fucking razor on one.
On Saturday I mostly lounged around in my new PJs that make me look like a Kennedy and feel like Jason Schwartzman. I did leave the house for food and a...
On Monday I brought in French-style yogurt made in small batches in Sonoma that happens to be packaged in a large Mason jar and stored it in the communal office refridgerator. By Tuesday, people were calling it “hipster yogurt.” This morning, one of the associates saw me spooning the yogurt from the jar and into a cup and asked, “Are you eating mayonnaise for breakfast?”...
