I've started blogging over at a site my fella created for us, heatherplusmike.com. I'll link here when I post there, in case any of you are interested.


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Last night was fantastic; it was everything my Valentine's Day needed to be. Jen and I primped together at the office before the four of us (Jen, me, Melissa, David) walked through the muck to the restaurant. Everyone was punctual and we were seated immediately at an enormous table in the middle of the joint. The reservation was for eighteen but we ( Read more... )

On Friday night I nearly wore myself into the ground, by first going to see Buster Keaton's The General accompanied by an orchestra (funnier the second time, interestingly) with Kelly and David, then nabbing pizza from Two Boots, then checking out The Queen with Manning, Tami, Kelly, and Erica, and then drinks and snacks at Dojo with the girls. I ( Read more... )

17. The Westing Game by Ellen RaskinMy bus ride down to Philly was, indeed, megaheaps better than usual due to the arrival of my new media player. It is so green and shiny! I'm here to tell you, though: trying to house a footlong Subway sandwich daintily, on a bus, without losing a bit of it so as not to piss off your neighbors...it's hard, people ( Read more... )

Early dismissal, early dismissal! We just got an email from the head of HR, Greg, telling us that the office is closing at 2pm tomorrow. Score! Now, Greg has a penchant for sending out random bits of poetry to everyone at the company. When it started snowing last week? He sent a copy of "Snow in Spring" by Han Yu (in English AND Chinese, thank you ( Read more... )

This weekend was GREAT. Ben picked me up at the train station and, with the windows down and good tunes blasting, we hit up a giant suburban grocery store before heading back to Philly. Aaaaaaah. We had sammiches for dinner, which we ate while watching Sports Night. On Saturday, I drove Ben to work (it was raining torrentially), ate chips for ( Read more... )

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So, Shima's moving out, right? It makes less and less sense to have her stuff dominate the apartment, especially when you consider that we're going to need to move her stuff out slowly so as not to raise suspicion. So, because I had some time last night, I pulled everything out from underneath the sink, scrubbed the cupboard (ew), and opened up my ( Read more... )

9. I Am Not Myself These Days: A Memoir by Josh Kilmer-Purcell

This weekend was very...chill. Friday night I got down to Philly in time to watch Tristram Shandy: A Cock and Bull Story which was fantastically funny and so very meta. I was all by myself, though (boooo!) which meant I was the weird girl in the back, laughing to herself. I go to ( Read more... )

Yesterday, work was horrible horrible horrible and again horrible. I left late in a great huff and stormed my way through the city listening to angry Björk through my big fat headphones. By the time I was walking home from the grocery store, though, with Morrissey crooning away and my breath rising in puffs, I was feeling ready for a relaxing ( Read more... )