most of what I've done so far is to accept a job offer in Palo Alto.
You say that as if it were not some kind of achievement. Woo-hoo!
I am now home, having come in to work for just long enough to realize that payroll was only making me sickerer. Bah.
Congratulations, Lee! LA will be the poorer without you, but I suppose it may not be all about me.
I may work later today. First off I had to eat waffles and drink Blue Mountain coffee. In half an hour, I have to start my free week at the swanky gym. Then I intend to look at some apartments in the neighbourhood, and maybe see
Sideways
or
Hotel Rwanda.
Yeep's not a word, is it?
Why it's a perfectly cromulant word and sounds to be entirely appropriate in its onomonopiadisism.
Oooh. That's a good idea. Lemme go dig up mine.
I'm bouncing back and forth between Meep and Yay!
Definitely a Yay from my end. Can't wait to have you in Nor Cal! Sweeet.
Hooray, Lee!
DH is home because he is a state employee. I'm working, because one of the perks of being a freelancer is getting to choose which holidays to celebrate and ignore. Presidents' Day? Whatever. Annoying to not get mail, and means that PayPal payment won't clear today, but no reason not to keep plugging away on those grant applications and trying to finish that pesky scene in the novel. Opening day of baseball season? That's a sacred day on my calendar, right behind Christmas and Easter.
Go Team LEE!
Damn. We've lost an LAista.
I prescribe the living room couch, Cool Ranch Doritos, and channel-surfing.
Sounds like a perfectly logical treatment to me. Do you want me to see if I can convince one of the docs here to write it up for you?