books at my desk

Tale of Two Cities, Charles Dickens
Fast Food Nation, Eric Schlosser
Your Movie Sucks, Roger Ebert
The Geeks Shall Inherit the Earth, Alexandra Robbins

I feel like this says something about me and my interests, but I can’t quite put my finger on it.  Care to weigh in?


running, et al

So, I've kind of started running.  I say this rather sheepishly, as if I were saying I've started smoking, or collecting beanie babies.  I think it's partly because running feels like something my hardbodied, athletic friends do, not what I do.  But it's interesting how quickly I've taken to it.  I've started dreaming about it (not nightmares), and I look forward to my next time out.  I feel good at the end, not blistered and sore.  I like it.

Here's a few things I've noticed.

definition in my calves
some flexibility (I haven't been able to sit cross-legged since I was in grade school.  I still can't do it very long)
a bonafide runner's toe (not pretty)

side stitches
more hair elastics than I can count

You'll notice weight isn't on either of these lists.  And I'm not sure how I feel about that yet.  To be honest, that's why I started my running program.  However, I do think I have lost mass even if I haven't lost weight.  I attempted to add a new hole on the good end of my belt.  I thought I had succeeded but apparently I just gave up half way through, because it was unusable today.  Either that, or it grew back together like a freshly-pierced ear.  And a couple people with sharp eyes that are close to me think I look slimmer.  So I do think it's made a difference.  But we shall see in the long run.

The strangest thing I think is that I've told hardly anyone about it.  I've noticed lately that I seem to have developed a deeply personal streak.  I share almost nothing but banal stuff with some of my closest friends.  I think partly it's because I feel like they should know to ask, and I'm somehow punishing them by not letting them in.  But closeness comes from sharing.  How can I expect to be close with these people if I don't share anything?  What am I hoping to gain?  What am I hoping to accomplish?

Speaking of information I've been witholding: I think maybe possibly I have a job.

That's pretty substantial news!  And although I wouldn't consider myself superstitious, I also don't like being caught with egg on my face.  So I haven't said much.  I didn't say much when I applied, because really? How many jobs have I applied to at this point?  I only said something to a few very close friends, family, and colleagues I asked to be references.  And even now, since I have not formally signed my offer letter, I have not told added very many people to the list.  I told a few people at my temp job of the last 1.5 years that I'll be leaving in May, but that's about it.

But aside from all the secrecy, I'm excited!  I was in the rare position of having two simultaneous offers.  That was actually very humbling for me.  I will be staring in mid-May working for the State on a short term contract  position.  Hopefully, it will eventually become something more permanent, even if I have to go through a few more contracts to get there.  But even so, it' will be a big bump in pay, and a chance to do some good.  So I'm thrilled.

And did I mention that I will be working in the same office as my best friend?  How much luckier can a girl get?

I'm even ok that I don't start for a few more weeks, because it will give me a chance to whittle down my library list (finally) to under 30.  Which just so happens to be one of my goals for the year.

All in all, I'd say things are going pretty well.  And I'm grateful.


I have been dying to go to bed since about 6pm this evening.  So when I finally got there at 10, I expected to be halfway to dreamland inside of 10 minutes . . . and I'm still awake, yet way tired.  Go fig.

psst, can you keep a secret?  I have a job offer.  Can you keep another secret?  I had an interview for another position today.  It went really well.  I'm keeping this all under my hat until everything is signed, sealed and delivered, but I'm thrilled.  It's about fricking time!

My mom paid me one of the best compliments the other day.  She told me that she thinks I'm frugal.  Which I am, but it's mostly out of necessity.  We rent an apartment that's probably better suited for one person rather than two.  We share one car.  I get most of my entertainment from the library in one form or another.  We do watch a lot of movies, but their either redboxed or cheapie 2nd run theatres.  Sure there are always places we could cut back on more, but for us it's more about recognizing the choices, and spending our money where it's important to us.  I've worked really hard at it, so I'm glad that it shows.

I have been entirely remiss in keeping up my correspondance with a friend.  I need to fix that this weekend.

I also am concerned we have bedbugs again.  I'm really really hoping I"m just paranoid, and those 6 bites (2 groups of three) are just manifestations of my paranoia or one (or 6-) offs.

Running is going well.  Although today kicked my butt.  But I've decided to shelve Perfectionism this year, so I did the best I could, and tomorrow is a new day.

Can't wait to get the bike out!!

Why does my laptop sound like it's gurgling water?  This cannot be good.


FW: per our previous conversation

From: me
Sent: Friday, March 02, 2012 12:34 PM
To: LP
Subject: per our previous conversation

I typed “headband” “artist” “suits” into google image search and came up with:
Scott Seekins

And further searching netted me this nugget:

Happy Friday!

From: LP
Sent: Friday, March 02, 2012 12:54 PM
To: me
Subject: RE: per our previous conversation

Amazing – I love this!!




Monday: took car to shop due to gears slipping.  Transmission blown: $2800
(Previously: taxes: Despite making hardly anything, we owe one grand)
Tuesday:  It will take 1-3 WEEKS to get money out of inherited stock.
Tonight: Hit BMW in Kenwood area on slippery snowfall.  With loaner car from repair shop.  FML.
also: Cousin announce he and his wife are pregnant.  So is my SIL.  And a friend of mine from high school.  It's like it's in the air.  People keep asking me when we're having kids.  I daydream about telling them we'll have them just as soon as I figure out where the fuck my period went.  Oh, I'm sorry, was that too personal?  THEN MAYBE YOU SHOULD STOP ASKING WHEN I"M GOING TO GET KNOCKED UP!!

In better news, I jogged 10 straight minutes today without keeling over.  This running program may be working after all. On the other hand, I have 3 more workouts left this week that all require 10 minute jogs, so I'll keep you posted.  (because you're totally waiting with baited breath)