I caught up with an old friend from college last night. Her husband is now the lead urban planner for Lower Manhattan. They found an apartment in Tribeca (I tremble at the thought of the rent they're paying) and she's working on selling their house in D.C. I'm completely excited for them and REALLY want to visit them in NYC--sadly this won't be happening soon.
Then there was a 2 a.m. wake up call from Mr. Snottie Nose due to the freak-ass thunderstorms we had last night and he and I spent a few hours in the guest bed. The girl is gunning for three straight nights of solid 8 hour sleeping.
Aw, Suzi, you need to convince your company to give everyone Good Friday off. We only started getting it 3 or 4 years ago and I'm entirely convinced it was due to the efforts of our FAC contingent at work. Enough of them work in HR that they managed to push it through.
Ain't happening, Sail. The company is too big.
Plus, I've seen a pic of you Bitch Blanket (tm) and that alone is green-eye worthy.
To everyone who has a day off, I hope it's a grand one. I'm definitely not jealous, no sir-ree.
I am sorry I missed Spidra's performance, but we went to a seder at a friend's house, and ate well.
I want a Roomba. And a Laundryba. And a Dishesba.
I have a CleaningLadyba, but she's not all that.
Also, I have the day off. But that's 'cause it's the first day of the weekend here. But it's a
3 Day
weekend, which is nice.
My flatmate has gone to England for a fortnight.
...I miss her. Indeed, I feel slightly bereft. I'm afraid I may actually pine when we go our seperate ways. Mostly I'm not so much with the pining, but we are practically married. Seriously. 2 years cohabiting, socialising together pretty much constantly, working together...we've had only 2 rows, as such, in 3 years of friendship, and our former employer thought we were Big Gay Lesbian Type lovers and proclaimed it to the whole school (because he has great social skills).
I'm just realising that this really is going to feel like a breakup. Shit. I'm out of the habit of being single, and I don't think I'd even realised it until just now. We're slashier than John and Rodney. We even have a shared cat - I mean, he's technically mine, but she's better with him, and he loves her best.
Well, crap.
I'm really going to fucking
miss
her.
I'm going to be grayish until Monday, because I'm off to Nashville for Easter. I may check in some, just to have contact with sane people.
That's lovely, Fay. Sad, of course, that you are missing her and will miss her when you go off to Thailand and she, I guess, doesn't, but what a wonderfully close friendship.
I am curled up with my Bitch blanket AIFG. I can't keep it up, though. I have 6 weeks to getmy house ready for MiL habitation, I need to get cracking.
I haven't sent my Bitch Blanket yet. I suck.
