How is it only 2:58, you guys? This is what happens when I eat early. At noon, I went to lunch with my cubicle neighbor and some of the other contractors from our floor, and it was really fun, and one of the girls is randomly self-proclaimed BFFs with my California friend Stephen, which was a warm and happy moment of surprise--but now I've been ( Read more... )

Seriously, if every day were like today, I would be the world's most relaxed and productive person.

Things I've done today:

- Slept in until reasonable Saturday hour
- Ran
- Made much-needed appointments of various types
- Curled up with cat; watched the second half of Casablanca; knitted ( Read more... )

La la la Saturday!

I hit the halfway point in Cryptonomicon today, and man, do I love that smart, funny, dorky book. Also, I would very much like for some attractive young man (also obviously intelligent, and in possession of good taste) to strike up a conversation about it on the bus, as I am the only woman NOT reading some form of chick lit ( Read more... )

- When my alarm went off this morning, I had a hard time getting it to shut off. But it was getting louder and louder (it does that) and the cat outside my bedroom door was getting louder and louder (he does that, too), and so I shut it off and got up and started going about my morning routine. I was in the kitchen, putting water on to boil, when I ( Read more... )

How is it 2009 already? This does not sound right to me, this being nearly out of the 2000s. Not that I'm complaining, exactly; 2008 was not my best year, and I was more than ready to send it home with leftovers and hope it doesn't call soon. 2009 is shiny and new and full of promise, and I am a fan of all of those things. Welcome, 2009 ( Read more... )

Ah, what a good day. This weekend is the Friends of the San Francisco Library Big Book Sale--basically an airplane hangar packed with table after table after table of cheap books, and throngs of people hovering and scanning and sorting. My friends and I go every year, and then recover with lunch at the fancy vegetarian restaurant next door, staring ( Read more... )

You guys, I just went to the library at lunch--just to get out and sniff a few books, you know, as you do--and struck up a conversation with the most adorable boy librarian(!). I was checking out Balzac and the Little Chinese Seamstress on a whim, and he was taking care of my embarrassingly high overdue fine, and we talked about Coraline and Neil ( Read more... )

Okay, guys, put on your best librarian glasses. I need your help.

The facts, as they currently stand, are these: Last week I went a little crazy over Alexandra Fuller's memoir Don't Let's Go to the Dogs Tonight, which was completely fascinating and kind of horrifying, and made me feel embarrasingly grateful for my sheltered suburban upbringing. ( Read more... )

1. I finished The Pursuit of Love the other day and now, if Nancy Mitford were still alive (she died in 1973; I checked), I would sit her down and have a conversation about endings. I am not good at endings. Most of the time I'd really just like to conclude with a well-placed "The End" or possibly a "meanwhile, back at the ranch..." if it's just a ( Read more... )

I feel good today, one of those days like, It's the first day of the rest of your life! Why yesterday or the day before or the day before that were not the first days of the rest of my life is unclear. Maybe because today's Friday? Or because I have a noodly lunch date with friends? Or because I finally went and got a new driver's license, and I ( Read more... )