It was Christmas Eve, babe, in the drunk tank
Happy almost Christmas, everyone!
I'm at work, but, well, this ain't the workingest day we've ever worked here. I closed an issue last night, and we were given a choice between working today or Jan 2, with a week off in between. My flight's at 4:20, so by "working today" I mean, oh, three hours or so. And we have a big holiday lunch planned for the handful of editorial staffers that showed up. (In the hour and a half that I've been here, I've heard Ethan say "I made sausage balls!" like fifteen times. Keeps getting funnier.)
Hopefully will get to SeaTac tonight (knocking on wood, hard). Well, I'm sure I'll get there, but I can't imagine it'll be fun, what with the snow everywhere and the aiport fuckups in Seattle specifically. But the beer we're adding to our lunch feast can only help airport shenanigans, right? If my flight gets delayed I plan on delving into either Season 1 of The Wire or an episode of The Real World: Brooklyn on my laptop. I hope you can guess which one of those is for work.
Oh, yeah, work; I got a promotion(ish), taking over the TV (and gaming) coverage. Which will be fun and a new challenge, but it's kind of why I'm trying to get into The Wire over my break. I feel like no self-respecting TV editor hasn't seen The Wire.
Well, it's been a really, really rough year for so many of my friends, so I'm not sorry to see it wind down. But aside from those very sad passings, I've had a really lucky and lovely year, and I'm trying to be thankful for that. I continue to have the best effing friends in New York City, and now I get my sister living an hour away. I have high hopes for you, 2009. Don't let us down.
I'm at work, but, well, this ain't the workingest day we've ever worked here. I closed an issue last night, and we were given a choice between working today or Jan 2, with a week off in between. My flight's at 4:20, so by "working today" I mean, oh, three hours or so. And we have a big holiday lunch planned for the handful of editorial staffers that showed up. (In the hour and a half that I've been here, I've heard Ethan say "I made sausage balls!" like fifteen times. Keeps getting funnier.)
Hopefully will get to SeaTac tonight (knocking on wood, hard). Well, I'm sure I'll get there, but I can't imagine it'll be fun, what with the snow everywhere and the aiport fuckups in Seattle specifically. But the beer we're adding to our lunch feast can only help airport shenanigans, right? If my flight gets delayed I plan on delving into either Season 1 of The Wire or an episode of The Real World: Brooklyn on my laptop. I hope you can guess which one of those is for work.
Oh, yeah, work; I got a promotion(ish), taking over the TV (and gaming) coverage. Which will be fun and a new challenge, but it's kind of why I'm trying to get into The Wire over my break. I feel like no self-respecting TV editor hasn't seen The Wire.
Well, it's been a really, really rough year for so many of my friends, so I'm not sorry to see it wind down. But aside from those very sad passings, I've had a really lucky and lovely year, and I'm trying to be thankful for that. I continue to have the best effing friends in New York City, and now I get my sister living an hour away. I have high hopes for you, 2009. Don't let us down.