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Happy birthday Adam!

Today erin and I swam in the pool in our new building-- my first time in it. (It's actually across the street in the other building in the complex.) It was lovely. I got sunburned on my eyelids, though. We also went to the gym, also in the building across the street. All the cool stuff's in the other building. Except our apartment.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:46 PM | shower me with attention

I'm up late! I'm up late! I love Fridays because I'm up late!

(I am so sleepy right now you wouldn't even believe me.)

(Remember when I used to not sleep at night?)

(I hope I'm not jinxing it.)

Why are you in Tavie's head? 2:54 AM | shower me with attention

Friday, June 03, 2005

I know that, logically, they can't all be the worst day ever, but this one had an edge for reasons I wouldn't dream of getting into here.

I was cheered to come home and find out that dear Cheryl had put together my new dresser for me, and put away a lot of the stuff that had been yet to be put away around the apartment.

A small wink of starlight in the inky blackness that was my day.

Fucking hell, I hate people.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:25 PM | shower me with attention

Thursday, June 02, 2005

Craziest, most exhausting work day ever.

I can't even describe it. You just had to be there.

Man.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:25 PM | shower me with attention

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

We've had to move at work because of construction and mayhem, and I've lost my beloved, beloved desk, tucked away in a cozy corner far from the reach of casual passersby and blabbermouths.

Because every other location in the office is equally Not My Beloved Desk, I agreed to temporarily move to one of the big cubes across from J-Rock. The two of us are separated from the rest of the department, who are crunched into the rows that we'll all move into in a couple of weeks. But in the meanwhile, J-Rock and I are aswim in a sea of chatty walk-abouts. My new desk is bigger than I know what to do with, and next to a noisy fax machine. I feel like a tiny rabbit in the middle of an unprotected field. (I finally finished Watership Down and it was one of those books I wish had never ended. I miss those bunnies. I miss them a lot.)

Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:22 PM | shower me with attention

Some days I really miss coffee.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:53 PM | shower me with attention

Whatever happened to salad spray?

Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:50 AM | shower me with attention

Monday, May 30, 2005

I love everyone but once again, I cannot wait for "moving season" to be over. I spent all three days of my three-day weekend packing, lugging, rolling, heaving, dragging, stuffing, and sweating.

I love my friends but everyone needs to now find a place and stay in it.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:59 PM | shower me with attention