In which every time I go to New York, I have some sort of revelation about how unhappy I am. This is a very long post; YHBW.
The last time I was in New York, I’d gone to sing on my friend Barbara’s a capella album. I went because I was invited, not because I’d decided [...]
In which I’m suffering today from the remnants of that most terrible and respected of hang-over symptoms.
I put in a day’s worth of overtime on Saturday. Afterward, I really wasn’t interested in going to the party I’d been invited to, but I figured that I’d really kick myself later if I didn’t go. It was [...]
In which I indulge in a little pre-vacation bitching. Don’t even read this, my babies! Save yourselves! Run away!
Feet
I sit cross-legged in my office chair. This is because I am, by nature, a floor-sitter and I don’t really like chairs. Sometimes when I sit like this my feet go to sleep.
Right now my feet [...]
