My friend’s aunt rang me out of the blue and said since she was going to be working near her niece’s place the following day, she thought she’d offer to drop me off there on the way so my friend and I could spend the day together. I was touched! Fancy her thinking of me like that
My baby is a girl! Ultrasound told us the happy news on Wednesday. Since then, I don’t think a single shop assistant, taxi driver or friendly-looking passer-by has escaped without my mother telling them all about her granddaughter-to-be. She’s a tad excited. (Oh and ShibbOleth - 28 June 2007, roughly 11:30pm).
I love my PJs and may yet opt to live in them permanently. Work may have something to say about this.
Don’t think it’s nesting. Just continual and general dissatisfaction with how much crap we have in our house. Believe me, I would have wanted to clean under that bed regardless of my “condition”!
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[li]I keep promising people to do some work for them for free, under the possibly foolish expectation it’ll help me get into a new career.[/li]
[li]I have taken some time off working, living off my savings, and I enjoy it so much I fervently wish something would fall into my lap allowing me to live this way for the rest of my life.[/li]
[li]I waste too much of my day watching TV shows I’ve downloaded.[/li][/ul]
We went out for dinner last night to a Tibetan restaurant (Tibetan on Tenth for any Albertans), and it was very good. Two thumbs up. The fried bread was just like my mom used to make (she’s Mennonite, not Tibetan, which is kind of weird, but I’ll take my fried bread any way I can get it). I love finding new good restaurants in town.
1.) I wish my thesis would write itself. I don’t mind the topic, but I’m a horribly slow writer.
2.) I ate a tofu dog for the first and last time. It tasted and smelled exactly like burning plastic.
3.) I got rejected for Teach for America. I was disappointed, and a little surprised that I didn’t make it to at least the phone interview. I wonder what the other kids in my college that got in had that I was apparently lacking.
I was at the gym, benchpressing some freeweights when the phrase “hyperdimensional space turtle” popped into my head. I almost ripped my arms out of their sockets from laughing so hard.
I went to a vegetarian chinese restaurant that serves all kinds of dishes with “meat” names, despite not having any…actual…meat in them. Their General’s Chicken-without-actual-chicken was actually really good.