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one: someone recommended i check out tripwolf.com, a travel guide/blog site (which i normally love) that was apparently more user-based than most. the first thing i noticed is that on their list, the third most popular destination in europe.... is machu picchu. which is in peru. which is definitely not in europe. but it was a nice guess on their part. after all, they had a one in seven shot of getting the right continent...
two: gluten-free cake is actually quite good. after finding out that i have a gluten allergy, i've been missing all the lovely breads and baked goods i used to be able to eat. so, i got over sobbing about my poor lost pb&js (and pretzels! and croissants! and BEER!) and got my butt to whole foods for some taste exploring. i came home with cake and frosting mix, and surprisingly, it wasn't half bad. tasted ALMOST exactly like real cake. now i have 9/10 of a cake sitting on my counter. i didn't really WANT cake... i just wanted to know i can still eat cake. oh well, i'll feed it to sean and his roommates this weekend.
that is all. now it's bed time.
(okay fine... a bonus third note. i had a job interview today! shhh. we'll see what happens.)
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i completely forgot i had this thing. whoops!
not sure if anyone still uses xanga... but if so, hi!
let's see... what am i up to? i'm about to embark on a lovely vacation (TWO full weeks). one will be spent with sean's family on their houseboat on lake powell in utah. i went with them three years ago (!!!) and it was lovely. no cell reception, no internet. you go wakeboarding, swim, tan, sleep, read, play board games, hike, and cook. and look at the stars! i'm so excited. i need a break in which i am completely cut off from the outside world (read: work). the second week will be spent at home catching up on chores (and some more relaxing, too!)
so i'm still at my same job (big ad agency) that i have been since graduation. i had my one year anniversary there at the beginning of the month. i have such a love/hate relationship with it. i adore most of the people in my department. i love the casual atmosphere and the pseudo-glamour of it all (going to shoots, meeting famous people). but i HATE the hours and schedule. my weeks range from 60 hours to 90 hours... leaving me very little time to unwind and do the things i need to do.
i have considered quitting numerous times, but two things hold me back:
1.) i'm finally getting some seniority, which is a lovely feeling. i got promoted to assistant producer, and while it was actually a decrease in pay (higher base, but no more overtime), it's nice to not be the lowest on the totem pole anymore. i feel more comfortable with what i'm doing-- much less guessing involved :)
2.) the job market in california, LA particularly, SUCKS right now. i did do some applying, but only got one interview-- and i should have been a shoe-in for some of those. i think a lot of extremely overqualified people are applying for these jobs because nothing's out there! while my job is wearing me down, i'd rather be gainfully employed instead of living day to day.
even though work sucks up all my time... there are some non-work related items. first of all, sean's applying for business school later this year! meaning that if he gets in, he'll be starting in fall of '09. he's also applying for sponsorship from his current company... they pay for five people to go each year.
next, i now drive a little orange honda fit, which i love. so cute and small, yet deceivingly roomy and comfortable. and great gas mileage! getting a new car wasn't exactly my choice though... i got smushed in april and had no choice. i was coming home from a shoot on a sunday night in culver city, and was slammed by a drunk driver in the front left corner of my car. luckily i escaped with just whiplash, sprained wrist, and a nasty seatbelt bruise, but my car (which i loved) did not fare so well... totaled. she did what she was meant to though and kept me safe! so i'm pleased with that. the whole accident was actually very lucky. the man was drunk, driving an old pickup truck with one bench seat. in that truck (couldn't have had more than three seatbelts) he also had his wife and four kids. they were all fine. no insurance of course... ugh. but everyone was pretty much unhurt, which was a miracle considering how hard we hit. also lucky was that there was a cop in the lane right next to me who saw him run the red light, knew it wasn't my fault, and was able to act immediately. my insurance has been amazing-- they paid me what i honestly think is more than my car was worth, plus my medical bills, allowing me to get a new car relatively quickly. nice to not have to deal with that anymore.
finally, i found out that i'm allergic to gluten (wheat + some other grains) which sucks on one level, because i really like bread and beer, but is also GREAT because i feel so much healthier and energetic now that i'm not eating gluten. there are actually some great substitutes out there for any type of gluten product you could want. overall, i feel way better, and it really hasn't been that hard to give up. who would've known?? i've eaten gluten my whole life-- and this whole time it's been causing a mess of damage. glad i figured this out now instead of in my 50s or 60s!
anyways, that's all for now. gotta get to bed so i can pack more in the morning.
hope all is well with you guys, if you are still here.
night!
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i just had the most cathartic of cries, the deepest and most relaxing stretch, and now i am off to bed for a few hours while the rain trickles down my windows.
hope this finds you well and happy for the holidays. :o)
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my house is a mess. my car is filthy. a friend's phone call still hasn't been returned. i didn't call to get my blinds fixed.
my bills are paid. there's good food in the fridge. i've been working out. job is going well.
things are not perfect, and i'm certainly not doing all i should and would like to be doing. but until work and living on my own become routine, that's just how things will have to be right now.
i'm tired, but happy.
how are you?
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it's 1:30am.
i am just getting back from work. i got there at 8:30am this morning. today was crazy and tiring. and tomorrow, while i don't have to be in as early, i don't get the day off like anyone else. i am allowed to sleep in some, but then i remembered the construction guys will be working in my apt. starting at 8 tomorrow. meaning i have to workout, shower, get dressed, etc. before then. i had fun today, but still, the prospect of all ths lack of sleep was making me slightly less enthusiastic. even though we got free midnight pinkberry.
then i get home. two guys flag me down in the parking garage-- i recognize one as the guy who lives across from me. his battery is dead and he needs a jump. i oblige, and after a few minutes of trying, we get his car off and running. it was nice to talk to him some and it felt like good karma. boosts my tired yet still pretty high spirits even more.
then i get upstairs to my apartment. the crews had been working both yesterday and today. sunday i had received notice that they would need to do some rewiring in my closet, meaning my entire recently-organized closet would have to be disemboweled onto my floor, wherever i could find room. i did this sunday night. monday morning, when the crews arrived, they said they didn't really need to get into my closet, just behind my desk. so i quickly unplugged and moved everything around my desk, including the futon. basically... all the furniture in my apt. they suggested i put everything back in the closet, but since i got home so late last night, and got home even later tonight, i figured that wouldn't be until at least wednesday. but when i walk in... it was clean and clear. the crews had moved everything back into my closet. neatly. probably neater than i would have done. it was organized by type of clothing. they also vacuumed my entire floor, not just the area they were working.
and that made me so happy and smiley that i had to share. after a long trying, day-- a lovely surprise.
awww... SNUGGLES! as sean would say.
and with that, i pass out into my bed... for a few hours anyhow.
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