Elevators and Wednesday nights
I guess I don't despise elevators as much anymore. The article turned out pretty ok after Colin Riley (my hero of the day) managed to scramble up not 1, not 2, but 3 B&G people on a conference call for me! I should write him some kind of thank you note or something. We also got quotes from the guy who got stuck in the elevator (poor kid), but the quotes were good. I finally got one of my own ideas for an article approved for next week :) Due when? Wednesday...of course. Does anyone else find this extremely ironic? Maybe it's just me.
It's weird because I saw him today and it felt like he was a stranger - someone I never knew. I know, give it time, for both sides.
Ginny and I were discussing my lack of meanness last night. I don't think I'm physically or emotionally capable. Ask anyone I've ever encountered. Is this weird?
Besides me running around like a mad-woman this morning (trying to do/finish the article (I don't think the people at the Freep know how hard I work for them), writing my lab report, snapping at my mother (which i'm sorry for) and skipping all meals (does a string cheese count?)), I'm done. Whew. Yom Kippur started at sundown, and I was pretty upset I had to miss Kol Nidre services. I NEVER miss Kol Nidre services. But I'll go tomorrow and as Allie said, "atone my heart away."
I'd like to think I'm not so busy that I'm putting off other things I might have to do or think about. I'd also like to think that those things don't exist anymore. Time will tell.
Hitting the sack early for the second night in a row. I hope everybody who this applies to (which I don't think is anyone who actually reads this) has an easy fast tomorrow.
*Yael*
It's weird because I saw him today and it felt like he was a stranger - someone I never knew. I know, give it time, for both sides.
Ginny and I were discussing my lack of meanness last night. I don't think I'm physically or emotionally capable. Ask anyone I've ever encountered. Is this weird?
Besides me running around like a mad-woman this morning (trying to do/finish the article (I don't think the people at the Freep know how hard I work for them), writing my lab report, snapping at my mother (which i'm sorry for) and skipping all meals (does a string cheese count?)), I'm done. Whew. Yom Kippur started at sundown, and I was pretty upset I had to miss Kol Nidre services. I NEVER miss Kol Nidre services. But I'll go tomorrow and as Allie said, "atone my heart away."
I'd like to think I'm not so busy that I'm putting off other things I might have to do or think about. I'd also like to think that those things don't exist anymore. Time will tell.
Hitting the sack early for the second night in a row. I hope everybody who this applies to (which I don't think is anyone who actually reads this) has an easy fast tomorrow.
*Yael*