So, my respite from LJ was longer than I had planned. Things aren't consistently as bad as they were when I decided to stop writing for a bit, but Facebook's constant little updates have made it harder and harder for me find deeper, more meaningful, and lengthier topics to write about. I am not proud of this, but it is true.
I am happy to elaborate on most anything at this point, so if you want to know about something, please ask. Meanwhile, I am really happy to continue to read my Friends' posts, so thank you for providing that extra bit of happiness to me on a semi-regular basis.
Otherwise, I am actively seeking a real estate attorney... and I would really need a good one, not just some random out of the yellow pages version. If you have a recommendation, I'm all eyes.
I hope to get the writing bug back soon... When I do, you'll be the first to see...
In a follow-up to my "Friends Only" previous post, I'm posting this to "Everyone", since I know I have a few friend lurkers. The summary being that this past year has not been too positive. In an effort to turn things in a more positive direction, I have decided to try and volunteer over the holidays this year. It will be the first time I don't have a Christmas since I got married in the first place (we still sort of had one even though we weren't "together" for the past few years). And though I'm not Christian, it did become a tradition that I think I will miss. So, I will try to do something productive, try to boost the good kharma a little. I'm soliciting suggestions.
Similarly, I am EXTREMELY minimizing my card and gift lists this year. Should you be one of those who does not hear personally from me, know that I think of all my friends often, and you are not forgotten. However, I am opting out of stamps and cards and gifts to people who, for the most part, like me, need nothing more than good friends and good conversation, and time to tend to both. I am instead opting toward a larger gift to charities this year. I'm still figuring out which ones, but am leaning toward Leukemia & Lymphoma research (on behalf of my mother), and probably an organization dealing with wildlife (as wildlife has given me much more pleasure than humans for much of my life in general, and recently in particular). I encourage you all to do the same. If anyone is thinking of me, I'd love a phone call or a visit, but other than some better kharma and more time with friends and family, there is nothing material that I am lacking (except for perhaps a GPS, which I am planning on gifting to myself this year).
I wish you all the best of health and happiness this holiday season and always.
Had an AWFUL work week, but I am feeling better after a friend forced me out last night after work. That's twice I've needed the nudge to put work 2nd, and twice it's paid off. If only I could recruit these friends to pester me every day, I might actually have a life.
In any case, I had a wonderful dinner last night with a friend and her friend and I felt like a million bucks when I got home at 11:30pm, even after a grueling week. It was just such good conversation and exchnage of ideas, I can't wait to do it again! And tonight I went out for dinner with my new roomie and she finally showed me what she's been constructing in the basement. There has been a lot of woodwork and activity the past week, but it was supposed to be a "surprise." I was sure she was making a platform to raise her bed off the floor, and she let me believe it. But holy cow!! was I surprised when today I saw her new desk. She made it fit into the tiny room like a built-in and re-arranged the whole room around it. It's fantastic. And she did it all by herself after work on her own... in a week. I feel so lazy and untalented. While I am utterly impressed with my roommate, man I wish I knew how to do stuff like that. She said she just teaches herself. Think of it, and then just figure it out. My first problem: thinking of it. It's fantastic! and yet I wouldn't have thought of it in a million years. I lived in that dinky awful room for 2 years and in a week she made it an amazing living space. I am so jealous!
I don't think I've ever heard traffic reports that mention street closures and traffic snarls due to "Transition Headquarters activities"... until now. Oh, it's gonna be a fun few months. And I say that with sincerity. The other great thing about being in DC during this exciting time is that apparently I get Inauguration Day off of work. Now, if only I could score tickets!
In other DC news, my Protest of the Week is hitting a very important chord this weekend, as the No on H8 campaign is taking it from the Capitol to the White House. I haven't yet decided if I'm willing to brave the cold and rain. I know it's important enough to. I'm just feeling a bit under the weather and have been working like a dog and have to still for the next 6 weeks and a little afraid of running myself into the ground. I know, a small price to pay for such an important message. And yet, still bitter on the whole marriage thing, I'm having a little trouble motivating in general, despite the fact that this discriminatory proposition angers and saddens me so much at the same time. I feel quite hypocritical and guilty for even considering bailing on the event. And yet, something tells me I'll be watching on TV.
Update 11/15: Heh, heh... Guess I overlooked a little economic summit also happening today with most of the world's leaders. Indeed, a DC day after all. Speaking of a DC day, I'm sure the protest against H8 must have been mostly rained out in the DC area, so I don't think I missed too much. Instead I've been focussing back to L.A., where I hear my folks are as close to evacuating for fires as they've ever been before. I think they're safe, but they're definitely breathing smoke.
Earlier, no words for my mouth. Later, no words for my eyes. On the way to work, there wasn't a single newspaper to be found. Not even the discarded commuter papers you find all over the metro or in the recylce bins. None in the news racks on my walk in. None on my lunchtime walk in a 12+ block radius that I wandered, including at the Post headquarters just 2 blocks from my work. None at the newstand. None at the CVS. Borders bookstore even had a sign on the door turning people away saying "We have NO U.S. newspapers in stock at all." It was 2:30pm and I must have run into dozens of other people still trying to find one. Shows you what an historic day this is. Shows you that you should always purchase a newspaper subscription in advance of any potentially historic day.
Too bad no one working was aware how valuable a commodity these papers had become. When I got back to the office, I noticed the daily paper sitting in it's spot on the filing cabinet where no one had yet to pay attention. I asked where the daily paper goes every day and they told me they recyle it. I asked if I could have it, and they said "sure." Last copy in the whole city, I bet! :)
I am utterly speechless today on this glorious of days. Tears of joy listening to Obama's speech last night. Sadness over the news of Prop 8. But otherwise, speechless and awed.
Today, I woke really darn early, waited in line for [only] an hour, after parking my car a block away from a family of 5 deer grazing on a front lawn, amidst the most beautiful fall leaves I've seen gathered in one block, walked past a PTA bake sale at the school where I cast my vote for the next President of the United States (which, although I rarely like to discuss my political views, especially publicly, will proudly proclaim was for Barack Obama), put on my "I Voted/Yo Vote" sticker, got to the Metro early amidst signs offering free rides to polling places, and was greeted at work by a co-worker's email offering rides to polls for a vendor of ours who is running late for a session because their employee was voting this morning. :)
Did you know that your armpits are connected to muscles in your back? Did you know that if you work your back really hard, your armpits will hurt? Or, for that matter, every muscle in your entire body from the waist up and neck down. Guess I did well when I picked my knee-recovery sport of rowing, but MAN am I achy (and stiff) today!
Leaving work, across the street a crowd was forming. News trucks, security and a lot of people. Located across from my building is the famous/infamous Mayflower Hotel, home to the Spitzer and Lewinsky sex scandals. Anyway, today, a mere few hundred feet away, stood the building, inside of which stood Senator Barack Obama. A few hundred feet and yet miles away. He didn't come out in the time I happened to pass. Would have been cool, but that's not the first time. Same thing happened a few months ago, at the same place, when I didn't see Hillary.
Ernie is apparently as social to other animals as my cat is. And so, 2 more dead snails today. Sunny and Slick barely had a chance. And Ernie's on my shit list.