This is momentous date: This morning at 8:17ish, I rolled out of bed, drove my ass to the gym, got in the pool and swam not one, not five, but 20 laps! True, they were stopstartish style, but TWENTY LAPS! It's the end of an era...

SO: I managed to fall into the Greg trap again. When we talked before I left for Spain, post-apology we were talking ( Read more... )

This is momentous date: This morning at 8:17ish, I rolled out of bed, drove my ass to the gym, got in the pool and swam not one, not five, but 20 laps! True, they were stopstartish style, but TWENTY LAPS! It's the end of an era...

SO: I managed to fall into the Greg trap again. When we talked before I left for Spain, post-apology we were talking ( Read more... )

I'm home. I don't need to say anything else on that subject, but that. I'm home.

I had 22 messages on my phone today, one it was finally on and working again. Listening to the messages was my little reminder that life continued to exist without me, and that I now--horror of horrors-- have to get back into the swing of it and remember exactly what ( Read more... )

So my plane for home leaves in something like 24 hours, which means that in a couple slightly painful and drawn out days-- mostly, after some grueling 20 hours of in flight angst-- I will be back home with my beloved mother and father, sleeping in my own bed, or preferably near-catatonic on the couch in front of my tv consuming Coldstone's ice ( Read more... )

So: while my enchantment with Spain continues relatively unabated, there is one thing I really must focus on before going any further with dreamy accounts of Moorish villages and cobblestone streets ( Read more... )

In Sevilla, the women are skinny but have extremely ample bosoms. The coffee is teeny tiny, but really creamy and good. The ice cream is thicker and tastier, the streets cobblestone, the evening weather perfect to the point of absolute equilibrium, and the streets of Barrio Santà Cruz wind between buildings with old, dignified, S&M looking doors. ( Read more... )

There are certain moments-- romantic moments-- that I will never in my life time forget (i hope ( Read more... )

Alex and I watched "Magnolia" today, and it was awful. I mean, it was well done in a lot of ways, don't get me wrong-- but largely depressing and emptying. And the frogs? Somebody please explain the frogs... Well, but the main point of this anecdote is that I downloaded Aimee Mann's version of "One" and this particular lyric struck me ( Read more... )

Good news: Matt told me to call him when I get back from Spain!!! So, hopefully when I return from my little jaunt around Europe, I will be working as a very-newly-cultured hostess at a little Asian Bistro chain! (Asian bistro-- how pretentious ( Read more... )

Yesterday I got a job at PF Chang's, and I might lose it today. I'm supposed to start next week, and Matt is supposed to call me today with "specifics," but one of the small details that I neglected to mention during my interview with both Matt and with Jenkins is that I'm leaving for Spain. In two weeks. Until July. Hmm....puts a little damper on ( Read more... )