making better choices
Okay, so Day 1 hasn't worked out so well yet - didn't eat a healthy breakfast, didn't take the time to glam myself up before leaving for work, have already spent too much time reading LJ and not enough time working. Par for the course, actually, but the short-timers syndrome is taking over my daily existence and I'm worried that I'm going to let something major slide. Ah well... What are they going to do? Fire me? Ha!
In other news, I just signed up for the reel_spn challenge to do an adaptation of The Truth About Cats and Dogs as a J2 story. The mind boggles! Not like I should try actually writing a smaller, lower profile fic first, but whatever. You've got to start somewhere.
The weekend was very low key which was good because I think I've got some allergies cropping up. It's probably the rain making everything grow to jungle-like proportions! A couple things stood out, like discovering the Belltown P-Patch when driving past. It was another place that was blooming out of control and would be perfect for a scene from the book I eventually want to write.
There was also going out and shopping carelessly with my roomie after we went out for dim sum in the Int'l District. Ah, shui mai, how I love thee! Yesterday made me remember how fun shopping can be when you're simply killing time, have money in your pocket and absolutely no intention of buying anything. We bummed around University Village for a few hours, playing with pretty Mac computers at the Apple Store, using my cell phone to identify the dance music playing in Sephora, marvelled at the fact you could hire a Lifestyle Consultant at Anthropologie (by appointment only, thank you) and then had a "ketchup incident" at Johnny Rockets. Cap flew off in a spectacular condiment blood shower that would've been even funnier if some of the stuff hadn't gotten on my friend's new shirt. Bad ketchup bottle!
We also went to see Paris, je t'aime at the Seven Gables. Gone was the painting of the knight rescuing the princess from the dragon that used to hide the screen until movie time, but everything else was pretty much the same, down to that slight scent of burned popcorn.
I loved the film even though the pacing of it made me wonder when it might be wrapping up soon. The directors of my favorite parts were Gus Van Sant's "Le Marais" and Alexander Payne's "14th arrondissement", but they were all good and made the viewer run the gamut of emotions. Go see it.
And naturally now that I'm off with the best of intentions to do some actual work? My phone has decided to go all "White Noise" on me again. They didn't believe me about it last time and that was when the speaker was crackling so loud it could be heard three cubicles away. I'm about to the point where I'm going to surround the thing with a ring of salt and set the thing on fire! Wish me luck!
In other news, I just signed up for the reel_spn challenge to do an adaptation of The Truth About Cats and Dogs as a J2 story. The mind boggles! Not like I should try actually writing a smaller, lower profile fic first, but whatever. You've got to start somewhere.
The weekend was very low key which was good because I think I've got some allergies cropping up. It's probably the rain making everything grow to jungle-like proportions! A couple things stood out, like discovering the Belltown P-Patch when driving past. It was another place that was blooming out of control and would be perfect for a scene from the book I eventually want to write.
There was also going out and shopping carelessly with my roomie after we went out for dim sum in the Int'l District. Ah, shui mai, how I love thee! Yesterday made me remember how fun shopping can be when you're simply killing time, have money in your pocket and absolutely no intention of buying anything. We bummed around University Village for a few hours, playing with pretty Mac computers at the Apple Store, using my cell phone to identify the dance music playing in Sephora, marvelled at the fact you could hire a Lifestyle Consultant at Anthropologie (by appointment only, thank you) and then had a "ketchup incident" at Johnny Rockets. Cap flew off in a spectacular condiment blood shower that would've been even funnier if some of the stuff hadn't gotten on my friend's new shirt. Bad ketchup bottle!
We also went to see Paris, je t'aime at the Seven Gables. Gone was the painting of the knight rescuing the princess from the dragon that used to hide the screen until movie time, but everything else was pretty much the same, down to that slight scent of burned popcorn.
I loved the film even though the pacing of it made me wonder when it might be wrapping up soon. The directors of my favorite parts were Gus Van Sant's "Le Marais" and Alexander Payne's "14th arrondissement", but they were all good and made the viewer run the gamut of emotions. Go see it.
And naturally now that I'm off with the best of intentions to do some actual work? My phone has decided to go all "White Noise" on me again. They didn't believe me about it last time and that was when the speaker was crackling so loud it could be heard three cubicles away. I'm about to the point where I'm going to surround the thing with a ring of salt and set the thing on fire! Wish me luck!