Jingle Jangle
It ain't like the old days, that's for sure. I used to post numerous times a day of boredom. Now you're lucky if you hear from me once a week. But I think it's better this way.
Probably one of the reasons is that I am boring these days. People keep asking "what's up? What's new with you" and the answer is, not much. I haven't done anything fun or exciting or noteworthy lately. I work, I come home. Sometimes I cook an elaborate meal. I try to relax and hang out on the weekends. Most nights Kris and I just crash and watch TV. It's fairly run of the mill.
"But, what about your new job?!" Well, people, listen. First of all, it's not exactly a NEW job. It's the same job I've been doing from home for years and from that old evil corporate office for years before that. Same job, some of the same people, new place. This particular office is a nice place to be. It's in Chelsea so there's lots of stuff around me. The office is open plan. There are 7 of us. The only straight people are me and the President. Afternoon drinking in the office is totally allowed, sometimes encouraged. Wednesday we had bagels and mimosas for Thanksgiving and then passed around the new Britney Spears album. I work in a gay boozy office and that's one of the best kinds of offices to work in. Also, I am the Angela. They informed me on my second day that I am in charge of planning all parties which is such a major bonus to me. I mean, it's a job. It's work. It was never work that I loved or could get all that excited about so if I don't seem that excited about my new job, that's why. But it doesn't mean that it isn't good, because it is.
And we are barrelling headfirst into one of my favorite times of year. We had a lovely Thanksgiving yesterday at my parents' house with Seester and Kris. The meal was delicious and enjoyed by all. My apple pie was a hit. There was a low-key discussion resulting in an agreeable arrangement of Christmas Eve with the boyfriends' families and Christmas Day at home, with the boyfriends, which is SUCH a relief. Now it's time for Christmas stuff, which starts today with the decorating of the house and the singing of the songs and possibly some baking. The shopping will have to wait until I get paid again or otherwise go on a credit card. (when I blew most of my first paycheck responsibly on my Amex bill, I failed to realize that Christmas is coming and so that's probably just going to be voided.) But I am definitely in the spirit. And to help ensure that it stays that way, if you're out shopping some weekend, check to see if I'm at my store and stop by to say hi. It may keep The Rock Star from having to choke a bitch.
~The Rock Star is merrily rolling into the holiday season.
Probably one of the reasons is that I am boring these days. People keep asking "what's up? What's new with you" and the answer is, not much. I haven't done anything fun or exciting or noteworthy lately. I work, I come home. Sometimes I cook an elaborate meal. I try to relax and hang out on the weekends. Most nights Kris and I just crash and watch TV. It's fairly run of the mill.
"But, what about your new job?!" Well, people, listen. First of all, it's not exactly a NEW job. It's the same job I've been doing from home for years and from that old evil corporate office for years before that. Same job, some of the same people, new place. This particular office is a nice place to be. It's in Chelsea so there's lots of stuff around me. The office is open plan. There are 7 of us. The only straight people are me and the President. Afternoon drinking in the office is totally allowed, sometimes encouraged. Wednesday we had bagels and mimosas for Thanksgiving and then passed around the new Britney Spears album. I work in a gay boozy office and that's one of the best kinds of offices to work in. Also, I am the Angela. They informed me on my second day that I am in charge of planning all parties which is such a major bonus to me. I mean, it's a job. It's work. It was never work that I loved or could get all that excited about so if I don't seem that excited about my new job, that's why. But it doesn't mean that it isn't good, because it is.
And we are barrelling headfirst into one of my favorite times of year. We had a lovely Thanksgiving yesterday at my parents' house with Seester and Kris. The meal was delicious and enjoyed by all. My apple pie was a hit. There was a low-key discussion resulting in an agreeable arrangement of Christmas Eve with the boyfriends' families and Christmas Day at home, with the boyfriends, which is SUCH a relief. Now it's time for Christmas stuff, which starts today with the decorating of the house and the singing of the songs and possibly some baking. The shopping will have to wait until I get paid again or otherwise go on a credit card. (when I blew most of my first paycheck responsibly on my Amex bill, I failed to realize that Christmas is coming and so that's probably just going to be voided.) But I am definitely in the spirit. And to help ensure that it stays that way, if you're out shopping some weekend, check to see if I'm at my store and stop by to say hi. It may keep The Rock Star from having to choke a bitch.
~The Rock Star is merrily rolling into the holiday season.