I just spent a couple (too short) hours in my ideal except not walking distance bar. Antique mismatched furniture including velvet chaises, very simple drink list with spicy cocktails, old mirrors and pictures and no pretension. Marked by simply enter here in chalk on the door. Faded bordello, really. Speakeasy. LOVED IT! Wish I didn't have am meetings.

Yay Suzi! Rock on with your bad self, as they say.

I am cranky: I listened to a podcast about ice cream on the bus home, and decided I would stop at the local market and get myself a pint of B&Js. But I worked late, and the bus was slow, and the local market was closed! Woe!

Instead I ate a quesadilla with tuna and sharp cheddar, and I'm drinking some wine. Must get up soon and chop vegetables to make roasted veggies for the rest of the week. Then I can watch last night's Jane the Virgin and tonight's Agent Carter.

I'm three weeks behind on Sleepy Hollow, may never catch up at this rate...

So far, this has been a two hot chocolates a day kind of week. Which reminds me, Hec (if you are out there) did you pull off the Full Flanders?

We did! It's a Bridge Too Far. Skip the toasted marshmallow.

I recommend brandy in the hot chocolate and whipped cream though.

Ok, I want want want want Bailey's for my hot chocolate, but I'm not going out on those roads again. After the freezing rain, there was sufficient snow for bosslady to say "Oh, that games night that everybody goes to? Yeah, not so much. I don't want you guys out in these conditions." After which, the organizer called to see if we knew whose house they were meeting at today, which gave me the opportunity to convince them of the wisdom of cancelling. Seriously, if it is snowing so hard I can't see the church across the way... no. Just no.

That sounds like an amazing bar, shrift.

Overheard in the elevator on the way home:

SHE: How you doing?

HE: Just hanging in for the three-day weekend.

SHE: Rough week?

HE: It'd be a lot better if we didn't have all those 5150s in the ER. Thirteen yesterday, nine today so far. They need to get in out of the weather, can't be outside like that, but it's hard on all of us.

So, apparently, this is just a WEEK for everyone, everywhere.

Oh, sarameg, that sounds great!

Toasted marshmallow is all I had! I'm out of Bailey's and cream and I don't think I ever have brandy lying around.

I am already weighing the joy of taking myself out of a chili omelet in the morning vs stealing that extra half hour of sleep and maybe getting taco bell for breakfast. It's a tough call.

That sounds like an amazing bar, shrift.

Amusingly, tonight I got dragged to a karaoke bar in the East Village that was kind of like a dungeon, or a peep show as I've seen them on procedural television. The beer started out decent, but I switched to water once they started bringing in Budweiser. I did some shots of terrible whiskey, but I won't even drink Bud for free. I was pressured to sing, but I noped out of that.

I'm exhausted, I have an all day meeting tomorrow, and I am swamped with work.

I haven't interviewed for 6+ years. What questions should I ask the recruiter before my interview for the Dublin position on Thursday?

Ask about moving assistance? Or help in settling in? I mean, you don't want to ask the company that, it's a bit presumptuous, but the recruiter may know.

Now I want toasted marshmallows and hot chocolate. Mmm. Instead I will chew the gum I walked to 7-11 to get because I thought I had some in the house but didn't. But 7-11 didn't have cinnamon gum!! I chew my crazy fruit gum resentfully.

Jane the virgin was very I teredti g this week Consuela--just watched it an hour ago!!

Gum! I keep forgetting to bring my gum to work and then wish I had it once I'm there. I'll put it in my purse right now.

It'd be a lot better if we didn't have all those 5150s in the ER.

This is more impressive when you know what a 5150 is, which I made JZ explain to me.

It's a violent person in the ER that needs to be physically restrained and put into involuntary psych care.

So this guard had 22 in 24 hours.