Look, I'm just moving to London, okay?
In which I say WTF? a whole lot.
So this weekend sucked. Despite it being rather long, since I took Friday off, it sucked. My boss stalked me a little on Friday, and a braindead publicist tried to get me to do an interview as I stood in my bedroom wearing a towel, because apparently when I say my deadline is Wednesday, that means "her deadline is Friday." Gah. Luckily, coworker KB is awesome and did the interview for me.
Anyway, crappy weekend. I took a lot of naps and didn't do anything productive, like my homework, or going to the gym. I did read some large magazines, which technically was my homework but which always feels like sloth. And my brother, of all people, stood me up for the entirety of his drunken field trip to Hoboken. Jackass.
I did have a pretty great interview this morning, followed by a less-great one. But exciting, nevertheless. I cannot wait for all of you to see the movie, because it rocked my face off.
I'm doing a little research for one of my summer preview items, and it turns out that half the active roster of the Los Angeles Galaxy is younger than I am. Gack. I feel old.
So this weekend sucked. Despite it being rather long, since I took Friday off, it sucked. My boss stalked me a little on Friday, and a braindead publicist tried to get me to do an interview as I stood in my bedroom wearing a towel, because apparently when I say my deadline is Wednesday, that means "her deadline is Friday." Gah. Luckily, coworker KB is awesome and did the interview for me.
Anyway, crappy weekend. I took a lot of naps and didn't do anything productive, like my homework, or going to the gym. I did read some large magazines, which technically was my homework but which always feels like sloth. And my brother, of all people, stood me up for the entirety of his drunken field trip to Hoboken. Jackass.
I did have a pretty great interview this morning, followed by a less-great one. But exciting, nevertheless. I cannot wait for all of you to see the movie, because it rocked my face off.
I'm doing a little research for one of my summer preview items, and it turns out that half the active roster of the Los Angeles Galaxy is younger than I am. Gack. I feel old.