all i know is that's making me frustrated. i hate it when things are difficult when they clearly don't need to be.
in other news, the shopstyle team apparently had a huge success last night. they're a rocking team, so i'm glad to hear the whole event went down as planned! randall even represented by stealing my stolen hat. go team shopstyle!
ps. this is what randall thinks i'm like when i get home talking about work he doesn't care about. also, he had my dinner held hostage on the grill and homegirl here was hungry. and talking about herself as a homegirl in third person. obviously.
So we went today, and according to wikipedia (which, as you know, is never debatable) Vermont is indeed more "crooked." You can see for yourself:
in other news, my skin looks plastic in a weird way.
ps. thanks for drinks melis, sorry your bag broke.
pps. dk, i can't believe the ggb toll story.
besides, hanging out with randall's not so bad. even if it's a day of domesticity like costco and pulling weeds in the backyard (seriously they had gotten so tall i didn't even realize there was a lily plant in the back corner). but it's especially not so bad if it's a day that includes grilled lamb for dinner, and a trip to bittersweet cafe for dessert. their spicy hot cocoa is so delicious, but the peanut butter cocoa wowed me tonight. it even comes with enough foam for moustaches. plus, getting out of the house and going somewhere for no real reason is always fun.
ps. seriously i had no idea these lilies existed, and i can't remember the last time i saw chunky (the elephant).
either way, happy weekend!
i figured, i might as well get some of those things done while i was wide awake, and the next thing i knew it was 4:30. being up that late was beyond stupid, so i crawled back into bed and tried to sleep. that lasted for another 30 minutes, and so i got up to answer non-urgent email. i figured that would surely bore me to sleep, but the next thing i knew, it was 5:45 and i was doing work firedrills. the crisis was averted (sorry for early morning phone calls and emails folks), but now it's 7:30 and far too late (um, early?) to go to bed.
and if you find me under my desk later, just leave me there. thanks.
ps. everytime i mention that i'm up late or early and not getting enough sleep, all my parent friends comment about hey if i had kids, this would be my everyday. i have to say, if you're trying to get me to join your club, you should really work harder on your messaging.
pps. if you haven't already heard, we're giving away an iPad just for blogging three times. so if you haven't already taken OnSugar for a spin, I highly recommend you do.
okay, going to pull my hair out if i don't leave here. nite.
this evening the thirtieth issue of the bayfarer hit the (faux) newstands. this time around the "reporter" i worked with wanted to do a piece on how a radio works. we had way too many pages of research to plow through, but in the end we had an illustrated numbered diagram on how it works.
i'd have taken a pic of my "reporter" for you, but that whole we're not supposed to have contact outside of the workshop rule probably also includes a don't exploit their little faces clause. however he did tell me that he had a facebook and lots of friends. i think this might mean that facebook is officially over?
ps. i wore this ruffled sweater today even though i though the dress also has ruffles on the top and the sash. it was sort of a ruffle overkill and kind of bothered me all day, but oh well.