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i spaced yesterday morning and didn't pack lunch and felt sad but had to buy lunch yesterday. i have an admin for one more month, until my resignation takes effect, and she (an actual immigrant, while me, only the daughter of two) went and got us food. funny, we talked about it and wanted to not buy in solidarity, but then chose nourishment over politics. i let her and myself go a little early so we check out the march. interesting conglomeration of peoples. very very LOUD. i love this girl. after all the talk of having a PA, when for the first time in my life I got an admin, I have to give her up in a month. If the company goes under or she falls through the cracks of MasterM's mismanagement style, I'm going to sponsor her agent license and have her come work with me. she's self-sufficient, accurate and super trustworthy. and an Kazikstanian immigrant. super sweet. she's the younger sister of my dreams.
The younger sister of my reality and I seem to actually be getting along better now. though thousands of miles do still separate us, there has been some honest emailing and IM chatting of late. hmmm...maybe 2+ years on her own in the middle east has matured the Metermaid. we'll see. she is running around with middle eastern world leaders, and their children. her stories sound like they are from another time completely. she's returning back to familyland over here, and nyc, so we'll see if the turf wars continue.
meanwhile, i have a new roommate!! i can't believe it actually happened. she's great. an nytimes journalist. easy to deal with, been around the block, sweet and super busy and out of the house all the time. first thing she brought into the house was manchego and quince paste. and i thought, yes i think this is going to work.
i have a crush on a cute boy with a british accent. he comes and visits me at work. there has been talk of going to lunch, but logistics have not been in our favor. or should i say FAVOUR.
i am working from home today in my PJ's. with a cup of steaming chai on the table and purry kitten on my lap. sometimes, i think things are too good to be true.
The younger sister of my reality and I seem to actually be getting along better now. though thousands of miles do still separate us, there has been some honest emailing and IM chatting of late. hmmm...maybe 2+ years on her own in the middle east has matured the Metermaid. we'll see. she is running around with middle eastern world leaders, and their children. her stories sound like they are from another time completely. she's returning back to familyland over here, and nyc, so we'll see if the turf wars continue.
meanwhile, i have a new roommate!! i can't believe it actually happened. she's great. an nytimes journalist. easy to deal with, been around the block, sweet and super busy and out of the house all the time. first thing she brought into the house was manchego and quince paste. and i thought, yes i think this is going to work.
i have a crush on a cute boy with a british accent. he comes and visits me at work. there has been talk of going to lunch, but logistics have not been in our favor. or should i say FAVOUR.
i am working from home today in my PJ's. with a cup of steaming chai on the table and purry kitten on my lap. sometimes, i think things are too good to be true.