Choices by K

Sunday Politics

2009-02-01T15:05:00.000-08:00

Meticulously executed, it's no surprise that this film is an Oscar contender.

Eric and I just finished watching a great FROST/NIXON, that even though I'm not into "polidicks", was an impressive piece of work. Later today I'll be moving on to TROUBLE THE WATER.

It's a joy to feel accomplished, which allows me to indulge in film on my Sunday. After handling the chores, and otherwise feeling prepped for my 4th week of 9-5, I'm off to my good friend Athena's with a story about Hurricane Katrina that has been nominated for best documentary feature.

Speaking of documentaries, look out for a local project on Byron Hot Springs...

Happily Employed

2009-01-31T07:15:00.000-08:00

Good morning,

The alarm has been waking me at 7am the past three weeks, and now on my Saturday I wake up at 7am without the alarm going "boing, boing, boing!" (one of the iPhone's friendlier sounds). I thought it would bother me, this whole early wake-up call thing, the commute, and the responsibilites - ergo the rat race. But, no, I'm stoked, I'm honored, I'm excited, I'm at a loss for words as how please I am to have landed a job. In fact I feel guilty when I talk about it, especially these days where so many are being laid off, so I'll move on.

Last night I had a fun ending to a great week. There was short of 20 of us, and we all conquered the various Kabuki auditoriums for a film, followed by some casual conversation. I saw THE READER and was "so and so" impressed.

Anyhow, today there's more film talk on the agenda as we're meeting with old friends/collegues to discuss a new project. Stay tuned...

Che at the Movies

2008-12-29T21:41:00.000-08:00

Hi folks,

It's good to be back, and I'm proud to make my first post about Soderberg's latest four-hour homage to Ernesto "Che" Guevara. The film "Che' is meticulously executed and visually immersive. However, four hours long I'm curious as to how the general public receives it.

Thanks to Terry Brejla, I had the pleasure of watching it at a prescreening hosted by Karen Larsen and Associates here in SF. At Landmark's Embarcadero Theater we indulged in the fantastic cinematography and detailed depiction of Che's life in two 121-minute segments with a 20-minute intermission.

Benicio Del Toro as Che was captivating, and his stellar performance was flanked by other interesting actors such as Catalina Sandino Moreno (Maria Full of Grace) and Demían Bechir as Fidel Castro. In the midst of the sub-titled dialogue it made for entertaining moments to watch Phillip Lou Diamond and Matt Damon appear and perform in Spanish as well.

All in all, a must see that will give you insights to details of Che's life and his fight, that has become a worldwide symbol of revolution in 20th century politics.

It's good to be back,

Zzzzzzzz!

2008-08-26T23:04:00.000-07:00

Wow, I'd forgotten how demanding being chained to a desk can be. There's simply not much time for anything else but accomplishing the basic chores and gym maintenance outside "office hours". Yuiks, because I miss sharing my many thoughts that actually have taken an exciting turn since this past weekend. What can I say? Spending time with my Shamrock like we did on a 12-hour road trip is ALWAYS inspiring. But, the details will have to wait until the weekend, bohoo! In the mean time I'll keep being an office goddess, and right now that means: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz Oh, sweet dreams to you too!

Significant Others

2008-08-23T00:10:00.000-07:00

I can't help but add this blurp before crashing a little too late on my Friday night (well, I guess technically into the wee hours of Saturday AM already). The thoughts came about in the movie theater on Wednesday night while I was waiting to watch the sequel to the "The Sisterhood of the Flying Pants. I'd gone to the movies alone for perhaps the second time in my life, and I had already eaten all my popcorn with another 15 minutes to wait before the trailers started, so I guess I felt inspired? Anyhow, I just thought that if I wait any longer to post these thoughts they would lose much of their relevance, so here goes:

What makes one a "significant other"? Do you have to live together? Share the same bed? Finances? Commute? Well, room mates, co-workers, and good friends might do all of the above, but that doesn't necessarily qualify them as "significant others", does it? What does then? Is it when emotions are involved? When we share our emotions with one another? Laugh together? Cry? Argue? Share secrets? I think we're getting closer.

The beauty of "significant" is that we choose someone to be significant to us. It's someone we find significant enough to share with whom we are; our innermost secrets, our joyful likes, preferences, and painful dislikes, as well as fears. Ideally it's someone we trust with all of these feelings without hesitancy. Do you have a significant other? Are you one? If you are, you must be a grand individual. Being worthy of holding someone's heart in the palms of your hands is a great honor, not to mention a significant task.

A Stolen Moment

2008-08-22T16:49:00.000-07:00

That's what it took, a stolen moment facilitated by a canceled haircut appointment, in order for me to drop a line about this hectic week. Don't get me wrong I was looking much forward to this haircut and worked my behind off to meet the 40-hour work demands as stipulated in my contract, so I leave work at 2pm for this treat. Therefore, in the moment, admittedly I was bummed that the stylist student had called in sick. But hey, then again, how can I get upset about other people's misfortune. Actually, a part of me hopes she's not sick at all and instead playing hooky, so she can make to the Outland Festival playing up SF this weekend. Manu Chau, Beck, Jack Johnson, and many more! Yeah, she better be there and not in bed :-)

Turns out my eye is no longer swollen, so, yay, the $50 meds have worked their magic. Nevertheless, it was boring news to find out at the optometrist when I went for the follow-up that I may need ointments and drops foreeeeever. Apparently, when you inflict the kind of injury as I did where you sever and disconnect the tapophilia and endophilia cells, chances are your eye will never heal up 100% again. Darn it!

Oh well, let's move on and dwell on the fact that I got paid today! My first pay check as a working professional after 4 years in the school system - wohooooooooo! It feels GREAT, and seemingly this is only the beginning. Today I had a fruitful conversation with the CFO about future and permanent opportunities where I'm temping, and I look forward to keeping you posted on this. Sure, every time the phone rings I still hope it's the non-profit company that's calling me back for a second interview, but as I'm succeeding and plenty distracted in my current situation, I'm not too worried about looking for work these day.

Anyhow, I better run for now. I'm picking up Eric soon, so we can go meet one of his high school buddies, who's in town. We're having dinner at Andalu, and I'm sure you soon will find a review on Yelp of this experience. Also, the art director invited me to a closing party for a painting gallery, so we might just add that to our list of fun tonight ;-)

Btw, I attach the comedic input of the week. Thanks Tiger for sharing your eminent editing skills. With all this eye trouble I've been going through, I might just use your fashion idea of the 60s cat-eye look for a new pair of glasses.

Take it easy, and now I'm part of the working crowd again, can I just say, TGIF!

xoxox!

Restless Nights

2008-08-18T04:50:00.000-07:00

Sometimes I have a hard time staying a sleep at night, and right now is no exception. I woke up at 3am to go to the bathroom, and here I find myself at 5am blogging in attempt to wear myself out a little. Well, I'm supposed to get up in an hour, so I guess I better make it quick, or else I will be having a loooooooong day. According to my iCal I'll be back home tonight to fix dinner around 8:30pm after working my temp job for 9 hours, driving to Lafayette and back, and going to the gym - phew! I think 'm already exhausted. Perhaps that's why my mind is racing; I'm a little wound up before the week even has begun? I went to bed early, though, I admit, close to 10pm, and I fell asleep immediately. Well, lately I have had many thoughts about the future, family, and health, and these are all things that I feel are at a halt these day while I'm situating a more or less permanent work identity. I assume these sleepless nights are an expression of this.

I miss my family, and events like my Danish Grandfather's birthday next weekend remind me that I haven't made it to his birthday (nor my grandmother's for that matter) in 10 years. I realize how lucky I am to still have them around, and consequently a slight feeling of guilt settles in my conscious. How can I make up for this? Well, Eric has luckily agreed that we go and visit my Danish cousin in Thousand Oaks next weekend. She lives there with her husband and two wonderful girls. Her sister, who lives in Denmark, is coming out to visit, and I practically invited myself to stop by during this time. I very much look forward to it, and I got the idea that we call my grandfather, while I'm there, so he can hear a "happy birthday" from all of us while in the same room. Hopefully it's a thought that will come true.

Anyhow, I better find my way back to bed even though I haven't covered my thoughts regarding the future and my health yet. In the mean time, I'll look forward to Eric's Dad's reaction when he receives the e-card I just sent him in honor of his birthday. Happy birthday Dad!

Sweatin' It

2008-08-16T17:38:00.000-07:00

Eric and I just got back from a personal training session at the gym, and, MAN, it was a potently sweat-filled time in Jay's company.

Jay is a longtime friend and former room mate of Eric's. He has always been know among his friends to be a gym rat, through and through, a big and super fit guy with the sweetest and humble personality. Well, as soon I found out that he (finally!, his friends say) is trying to make it as a personal trainer, I begged Eric to set up an appointment for us. Throughout our relationship, Eric and I have on and off talked about how we want to get in better shape by developing regular and efficient work out routines. 2 years into our relationship we haven't come far, even though we relentlessly persist on reaching this goal. "So", I thought to myself, "perhaps Jay is the answer", and after today's work-out I think we've struck gold ;-)

We walked away having learned three big lessons that apparently have sabotaged our fitness intentions thus far:

1) Do your cardio after your weight lifting, not before.

2) Several frequent meals throughout the day, say breakfast, lunch, and dinner + 2 snacks, help keep your metabolism working in your favor and your blood sugar levels stabile.

3) Don't skip your carbs! If you do, you'll lose weight fast, at first, but it turns out you'll mostly be losing water which is why you get tricked into thinking it's working great. However, in the long run this is not sustainable because your body needs the carbs. Just make sure and stick to the whole grain kind of carbs (Brown rice, whole wheat, etc.)

The nutrition advice was no news to me, but it was still good to hear because Eric and I share many of our meals, so we need to agree on how we want to go about our daily diet. Plus, the forum is now open for more conversation on the topic, as well as the opportunity to support one another. More than anything, I'd like to see Eric reach his health goals. Regarding myself, I'd like to lower my body fat, which I think currently is close to the normal limit, 25%.

Well, only determination, consistency, and time will tell whether our latest attempt to become healthier will work, so I'll keep you posted. In order to increase our odds of success we have scheduled another session with Jay which I hope will help us stay accountable for our behaviors and health desires. Consequently, 2 weeks from now we'll measure our progress, and I look forward to it ;-)

After adding errands to our work out session, our Saturday has quickly come to an end, and I need to figure out how I can cook up 14 oz. of chicken in a healthy, yet delectable way. I think an episode of the new season of "Mad Men" might be awaiting me too, so 'Ciao' for now, and I'll probably be sharing my next two cents with you in a sore state of body, very sore.

Nobody From Ipanema

2008-08-14T22:32:00.001-07:00

What a splendid way to forget about my fourth day on the job where I'm at high risk of getting Carpal Tunnel Syndrome. That's right, I don't remember spending this much time formatting a word doc EVER! I'll be having nightmares involving click sounds in a few minutes...but, back to my joyful evening.

Prepared for a picnic with salad and root beer, I met up with Eric after work. We crashed Union Square where Nobody From Ipanema was playing up the SF JazzFest and hosting a free open-air concert. As the pictures tell, it was a marvelous time, and I wound up dancing and crying out of happiness. The lyrics evoked so many memories, and the rhythms triggered all the love I have for the Brazilian culture. It's probably a sin somewhere to feel the joy and happiness I experienced in my Shamrock's company while listening to batucadas and songs about Yemanja (I've attached a pic of her too, and ain't she pretty?)

Thank you Nobody From Ipanema, or, "muito obrigada" as we say in Brazil! Don't be surprised to find more reviews on this band here in the future because we'll continue to track 'em down around town. Though, for now, good night and sleep tight ;-) And btw, happy Friday in advance. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Ms. Research Analyst

2008-08-13T21:47:00.000-07:00

I'm exhausted! It's my third day on the job, and I'm about to crash after a full day of researching inventions, modeling an invention, hitting the gym, running errands, etc., etc., etc. Get the picture? Thanks, so I'll keep this short. Speaking of pics, I've attached one of the shots they took earlier today at work. Oh, you don't believe it's me? Here's a mug shot too then ;-) I look forward to having the energy to share more details - xoxo!

Magenta Colored Toes

2008-08-10T20:49:00.000-07:00

Hey, wish me luck. Tomorrow I begin my first day at work, and after 5 years without a full-time job I'm definitely feeling quite excited. Even though it's only temporary and not the job of preference, among the ones I've applied for in the past few weeks, I'm still thrilled silly. With magenta colored toe nails, that I promise I won't be sporting there, and plans of what to wear + what to bring for lunch, I assure you I'm as ready as can be to seize the day, in style :-)

The weekend flew by, and we had a fabulous time lunching Indian food (check out my Yelp review!), visiting The Legend of Honor Museum, watching Gandhi, working out, and running errands.

After sleeping in and making a dentist appointment on Saturday we found lunch at the India Clay Oven located close by the museum. Man, and was it out of this world! Check out my Yelp review (upper right link) for details ;-), but here's a hint: we definitely became return customers.

The museum was a magnificent and inspiring experience. Hand in hand Eric and I browsed the special exhibit composed by 4 women impressionists. We quickly agreed that Bracquemont and Gonzalez were our favorites, but in general it was moving to learn how these women struggled to pursue their passion for painting in a very male dominated era. Additionally, impressionism was a particularly rebellious expression of art for its time; a time were counter culture created much more fuzz than nowadays. Following, we strolled through the general exhibit where I was reminded of my favorite period in art history, the Rococo. Worcester porcelain, furniture, and paintings from this era simply sweep me away with its sophisticated sense for luxury and ornate humor-inspired eye for detail. Thank you for making me feel light and joyous for 3 hours, until my feet started hurting.

On our way home I was inspired to watch Gandhi, and it was not because of our Indian lunch escapade, but because we had a vigorous discussion about counter cultures, change and rebellious versus pacifist movements while at the museum. Additionally, I had a few days ago listened to Sir Ben Kingsley on NPR as he was interviewed for The Whackness, his latest movie. The interview touched on his performance in Gandhi and how this movie changed his life. This random combination of happenings, influences, and conversation led us later this same evening to study a piece of Oscar-nominated film art that told a story about an idea of change without violence. Thanks for being my favorite partner in crime honey, and I loved our continuous conversation on the subject throughout the day today, Sunday.

Otherwise, today flew by. Between the gym, running errands, getting a pedicure, cooking and cleaning, the minutes simply vaporized, and here I am, 9:30PM Sunday night. I still have a couple of things before I comfortably can call it a night, so off I go. See you soon again and with wishes for a great start to your week too!

It Feels Like Saturday

2008-08-08T22:38:00.000-07:00

Honey had the day off today which was well-deserved after a stressful couple of weeks at work. Consequently we got to catch up as a couple and bum around pretending the weekend already is here which was REALLY nice! After all it's been a rough week with doubts about my worth in the job market, my significant other m.i.a., and eye trouble. A few things that managed to keep me a float though has been getting back to the gym, dinner with friends, volunteering for Meals on Wheels, skyping with my folks in DK, and finally saving myself a temporary job as an analyst. Yeah, that's right! I begin on Monday, but please keep your fingers crossed that I land a permanent situation before the next three weeks are up when my temp job ends.

I'm still paying the price for my absence at the gym these past two weeks due to my illness, and today was no exception. After 15 minutes on the stair-master and 15 minutes of lifting weights I felt groggy and slightly uncomfortable. Heck, I couldn't even pull my regular 3 sets of 15 reps with the 12lbs dumb-bells I'd gotten so used to since I returned from Brazil. Oh well, I just need to accept it will take time to regain my lost strength and endurance. In the mean time I can indulge in the gratifying experience it is to give as a volunteer.

For the second week in a row I met with Linda, the coordinator of the Meals on Wheels non-profit organization that among many other endeavors facilitates daily lunch to the city's seniors. Thursday there was a whopping 150 mouths to feed, which apparently is not unusual. However, thursdays do get a little more attention and are known for being potentially fuller of tension because this is also the day Meals on Wheels give out a loaf of bread to each senior. Since the bread-give away is on a first-come-first-serve basis, the seniors flock to sit and eat as quickly as possible in order to get in line for the bread as quickly as possible. It's both heat-wrenching and humbling to watch and serve these seniors their salad, noodles, and ice cream in paper bowls with accompanying plastic utensils and cups. They are sooo grateful, yet, so greedy in fear of missing out that it becomes intimidating when they look at you for food, and when they shove one another in the bread line. I take my hat off for Linda, who experiences this on a daily basis. I would burn out quickly in her shoes, but in my shoes I can afford to pitch in from time to time, so I've already signed up to volunteer on Thanksgiving. It may seem far away, but after all I do need the paying job, thus I need to be smart about how I spend my time and energy. Volunteering more than occasionally would wear my heart out quickly, and I need to keep it healthy and happy for the people in my life that mean so much to me.

It was very validating to reach the end of the week with a job offer. Even though it's temporary, I'm stoked to have received positive feedback on one of my many job applications. Now I can really appreciate and enjoy the weekend that turned into an extended one as Eric got half a day off yesterday, Thursday, and today. So far we've enjoyed sleeping in and "Wanted" featuring Angelina Jolie, Morgan Freeman, and the cool up-and-coming actor from "The Last King of Scotland". I said he was "up-and-coming" which I guess warrants for the fact that I still don't easily remember his name. Anyhow, it was a mediocre story with super awesome matrix-like effects. Nice stunts, car chases, and fights. Perhaps I had a lot of aggression I needed catalyzed somehow, and "Wanted" did the trick.

We wrapped up the day with sushi, and I still cannot believe it's only Friday evening. Yay! Weekend here we come with plans of going to the Legion of Honor exhibiting female impressionist art and more sleeping in ;-) For now sweet dreams!

Ouch!

2008-08-06T14:32:00.001-07:00

So, I don't recommend putting salt water into your eye. It hurts! And can you believe this tiny little bottle of pain is a $25 rip-off at the drug store?!? Oh well, hopefully it will help my eye heal, along with the other $25 rip-off salt water ointment I'm supposed to blur my vision with at night before going to bed. Well, I suppose before going to bed rather before getting in the car is the best time to self-inflict blurry vision...

You may ask, what is all this eye drama about? Regardless, I'll answer, it's a long story, and the long of the short is that since I scratched my eye ball in March, my eye has not been able to heal from the abrasion. Every night it tries as I close my eyes to sleep. But, every morning it soars in pain and failure when I open my eyes again and rip off the regenerating tissue with the inside of my lid. Supposedly the salt water solution helps the tissue attach quicker to the base of the eye ball where my gaping wound burns the *#$% out of me every day, and by expediting the healing process I might wake up one morning without the pain. Or, maybe I won't. The optometrist said there were no guarantees, and she was quite frankly concerned to hear that it's been this way for months since the abrasion looks like it happened yesterday. Well, there was good news too though. It's not inflamed :-)

Isn't it amazing how much attention, trouble, and concern such a minor body part can cause when it's not working quite right. I realize how I took it for granted when it worked just fine the last 27 years and 10 months of my life. Shame on me. Anyhow, it doesn't spare me from cleaning day, so off I go for now. See you later? Yes, pun intended :-)

Would You Get A Smart Car?

2008-08-04T07:48:00.001-07:00

So, at the gym I'm reading this article from October last year covering the Smart Car made by Mercedes. I didn't know it was brainstormed by Penske, the man behind the Penske trucks, but I do know it's a car that has been getting a lot of attention. Especially in cities like my hometown, San Francisco, where parking can be quite the challenge. It has become the common sight on the streets. Following, Eric and I have chatted about it on several occasions, and lastly we discussed this passed weekend, would I get one?

I admit there's a tantalizing factor to this little compact vehicle when it catches your attention coming down the street. It's SO tiny! I see the benefits of its size when the owner parks it in a spot that otherwise seems WAY too little for the average sedan. With that said though, the Smart car doesn't drive faster than 90 mph, according to the article I read. And, it's obvious there's not much room inside this vehicle, which only fits two people (at the least in the models I've seen around town) and definitely not your Cosco run of groceries in the trunk. So, here I go, why? If you can't fit more than one passenger and struggle to fit much in the trunk, you might as well get a bike, a scooter, or the like. The only benefit the Smart car would provide, beyond what any two-wheeler already offers, would be shielding my cold-sensitive body from the wind. And, loh and behold, is there a lot of wind to be shielded from in this town!?! I'm one to freeze a lot which explains why you don't (and won't) see me on a Vespa around town. However wind proof, the Smart car doesn't quite make up for the lack of speed and space it suffers from.

In continuation of the car debate I got lost in cyberspace a couple days ago, and I wound up on the Mini Cooper web-site through their volunteer link 'Motored Hearts'. Now, this little creature of a ride made my love-motored heart skip a beat, and it swept my feet away under me. I'd rather get a Mini Cooper which seems to offer the space saving benefits of the Smart car, yet, it manages to keep the speed, comfort, and feel of luxury that a car will give you any day over taking the bus, or riding your bike. Anyhow, the Cooper is an entirely different conversation, but I'm still curious to know, what are your thoughts on the Smart car?

Regardless, do you see now why I need a job? How else will I proudly be part of this economy...and proudly strut my Mini around town? With my Honey next to me? And perhaps my Schnoodle? Yup, so keep your fingers crossed for my phone interview tomorrow at 10am pretty please.

In the mean time I've got blueberry cobbler in the oven, and Ahi Tuna steaks waiting to sizzle on my skillet. Talk to you later, or even better, come on over for a bite :-)

Sundays Are For Family

2008-08-03T17:53:00.001-07:00

I would be remiss in continuously limiting my physical activity. Especially now I feel fully recovered from the last 3 weeks of viral infection, strep throat, or whatever that was. Today's bike ride only proved that the exercise was much needed.

After sleeping in until 11 and fixing brunch, Eric and I decided to make a bicycle ride out of returning 'Monster' to Le Video. It must have been the Midol I got up to take at 6am that knocked me out until 11, but I quickly snapped out of my daze in the saddle. It was great to feel the blood pumping, the muscles working, and the endorphin rush creating euphoria in my brain. 45 minutes flew by, but I admit to be glad when it came to end. The weather was grey and bordering on rain today. Following, an ear ache surprised me and instantly evoked painful memories of outdoors exercise in the sharp coastal winds of little Denmark. Not moments I miss.

Another highlight was to hear Mamãe's voice today, and I was stoked to hear that she is visiting Brazil again in September. My grandparents really need the emotional support, and hopefully my Vovó will get her much needed surgery taken care of while Mamãe visits. I miss my family, and I struggle with the fact that I do not live closer to them. This blog helps a little, and the technology we now have available to us (Skype, e-mail, calling cards, etc.) has made the world smaller. It is just not small enough when you need a hug, to stroke a tear away, or interrupt an argument, and that is when I realize that my Shamrock has become my family. You fit right in, and I love you Tiger :-)

Anyhow, this became a much more emotional and longer blog than expected. It must be that bike ride that got my brain cells moving and speculating. However, I better stop for now. I promised corn chowder for dinner, and it is almost that time :-) With hopes you all had a wonderful Sunday with your loved ones too!

Happy Orange Saturday!

2008-08-02T19:48:00.001-07:00

Today started out a little blah...Eric and I had talked about going kayaking in Monterey. Unfortunately I woke up in pain, and, yes, this comes to haunt me every month. Event though I try and ignore it, the pain still overwhelms me and conquests any counteractive intentions I may have. Today was no exception, and with a constant grind in my body, I was not interested in pretending to be able to make the best of it in a kayak. Nevertheless, once we had reassessed the situation, the day turned out quite orange. Orange like the sunny skies that kissed our cheeks while we fell a sleep in the grass, the bees that hummed around us, the Chow dog nearby, and orange like the orange I used both for the baked parsnips and the shrimp fettucini.

We didn't get out of bed until 10am, and after a bowl of cereal, I tried and distract myself from my painful womb. I baked coconut cookies, chatted with Chrissy on the phone, and moved around cleaning up our place while Eric got busy publishing our photo album on Flickr (check out his work from the link I've added on the top left). By 2pm it was time for sandwhiches, and shortly following we were out the door headed down to Stern Grove Park. Coziness! It turned out to be a waste of time and effort that we had brought our books, and we zzzzzzzz the next hour away.

Walking back through West Portal we found fresh blackberries, raspberries, peas, drugs for me, and a sweet crepe. So much trouble to get into here at West Portal in such little time! As soon as we got home, it turned out to be a mere pit stop before we headed out again with a coupon for a free movie rental at Le Video. I can not believe Eric yet has to watch 'Monster' featuring Charlize Theron's oscar winning performance. Well, tonight is the night ;-)

At this moment my belly is full of Midol and orange flavored shrimp fettucini + parsnips, and both are working their magic. Really, don't ask me why I had to add the orange. I guess orange just turned out to be the color of the day :-) What color was your day?

2008-08-02T00:37:00.000-07:00

Can I say that I've had a fabulous end to a doubtful week? Job hunting jobless is just not my favorite thing, and there's not much left to do on my 'to do list'. Therefore, it was great to get feedback from one of the applications I've sent out this week, and, loh and behold, I have a phone interview set up for next Tuesday!

It was also great to have a date lined up with my favorite and all-time best friend, lover, ally, and partner in crime - Tiger :-) I love you Shamrock, and thank you for a wonderful time at Butterfly. Details on the food are listed on Yelp already, but details on our conversation include...Nah, certain things ought to remain private. Don't you agree honey? ;-) Well, on that note: this whole blog idea is very new and very provoking to me in many aspects. Yet social and chatty, I also consider myself private. Or, maybe 'humble' is a better word for describing the conflict I experience as I type...? Why does my opinion matter? Or, does it matter enough to be made public? What has changed since the diary you kept in a secret place and would be very adamant about keeping to yourself? I guess reality TV happened. The internet and YouTube too. What are your thoughts?

For now, I digress and wish you sweet dreams because, yes, I'm tired after all. Between ever surfacing errands, signing up for my last class, job excitement, honey excitement, and bloggin' excitement I wore myself out. Oh, btw, how could I forget to mention, concerning one my other highlights of the day? Without you, Tiger, I wouldn't be 'bloggin' it. Thank you for continuously helping me explore and stay adventurous and curious! May it last forever.