Snippets
Sitting on crowded bus yesterday. Next to me is an Asian baby and mama. The baby keeps poking me and then hiding her eyes. I hold out my finger like I'm going to poke her, and she squeals with laughter. When it's my stop people won't move out of the way for me to get off the bus. All of a sudden the mama is yelling in another language and the sea of people part.
Bad seats at the Curran Theatre are still good enough to love the show. My cheeks still hurt this morning from smiling so hard last night.
Heatwave. It's hot. You know the rest.
I am totally thrown off by Italians who are not from New York (and not, you know, from Italy).
BlogHer is soon - this weekend, maybe. It's blocks from my house. I wish it were over already so people would blog about other things finally.
I've been asked about my availability through the fall. When I told the floater coordinator I'd be happy to work through the fall, her response was "Yipee!" I would be thrilled to work here permanently.
Have barely seen 9am lately - now on his hardcore studying regime of four hours a day to prepare for the Bar.
My much loved* iPod seems to be broken. It won't turn on. Last time this happened the battery had run out but I tried charging it overnight to no avail. I'll be visiting the Apple store soon. Please think fixable thoughts for me.
*If you haven't read how I came to have an iPod, please read this. It's the most awesome thing ever.
Bad seats at the Curran Theatre are still good enough to love the show. My cheeks still hurt this morning from smiling so hard last night.
Heatwave. It's hot. You know the rest.
I am totally thrown off by Italians who are not from New York (and not, you know, from Italy).
BlogHer is soon - this weekend, maybe. It's blocks from my house. I wish it were over already so people would blog about other things finally.
I've been asked about my availability through the fall. When I told the floater coordinator I'd be happy to work through the fall, her response was "Yipee!" I would be thrilled to work here permanently.
Have barely seen 9am lately - now on his hardcore studying regime of four hours a day to prepare for the Bar.
My much loved* iPod seems to be broken. It won't turn on. Last time this happened the battery had run out but I tried charging it overnight to no avail. I'll be visiting the Apple store soon. Please think fixable thoughts for me.
*If you haven't read how I came to have an iPod, please read this. It's the most awesome thing ever.
Labels: 9am, BlogFriends, Dance bitch, Harshing Your Mellow, People watching, Work
6 Comments:
What a refreshingly wonderful blog. It is a drink of water in a desert of social networking, snippy competitive ladies who love shoes way too much.
Thanks for this
David
I do love my shoes... what? what?
Ahem.
I'm not blogging about BlogHer. But then I haven't blogged for a few days.
Hah. If we were on a bus together, I, too, would part the sea of people for you. You know, let my people go and all that jazz. However, if it were LN, she'd raspberry you instead of poke. It's quite the annoying new thing. Showers you with spittle, she does.
Yay... do you like this place enough to stay if they asked? That'd be lovely, huh?
Good luck to 9am. I've heard that many people fail the bar exam the first time. I know, I'm sure he wants to hear MY novice statistics.
Coincidentally I can talk about shoes today. Mine were on their last legs, so I shopped at a local shop instead of a chain store and came away with $145 New Balance cross trainers. OUCH!
Um, hello to you!
I actually had something similar happen to my iPod not long ago, and when I took it into the Apple store, the genius or guru or whatever they're called just held the play button down for, like, three minutes straight, and it came back to life. And then he looked at me like I was dumb because clearly that's an obvious thing to do to a device.
Anyway, try it!
Are you happy I havent blogged about blogher? Are you going?
Seriously, what's wrong with shoes? I like me some shooooess. Oh, sorry, I suppose that's what *MY* blog is for. Harumph.
And sorry about all the BlogHer blogging. I'm excited. But I'm trying to blog about non BlogHerness too.
I love your little snippet about the lady and her baby.
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