Tuesday, November 15, 2005
Grey day, orange food
A grey day outside inspired me to have an all-orange lunch. The weather was making me crave comfort food, so I went down to Noodles and Co. and got a big old dish of mac and cheese. They had Izze sparkling juice, so I had to get the clementine, which is my favorite. I don't think I'm going to attempt to carry this orange streak on any further today, though. I wouldn't want to be reduced to eating Cheetos and popsicles for dinner.
I've got another phone interview today (still waiting to hear back on the last one), and I'm a bit nervous. Plus I'm also torn about various job possibilities and whether I should stay or I should go. I saw a friend of KMD's who's a life coach yesterday, and she's going to try to help me sort out what I really want to do. My assignment for this week is to have jars for each of the different options (stay and get internship experience, move somewhere else because of a job offer, move somewhere else because of its location) and drop a pebble or a penny or something in the appropriate jar each time I think of something good about that option. A suggested it would be funny if I used spittoons and chews of tobacco as a form of measurement. Unfortunately, I think that might be somewhat difficult to take in to my next coaching session.
Tonight I'm going to try to polish off In Cold Blood, which I'm trying to get read before Capote comes to the Art. Speaking of the Art, when are they going to show Grizzly Man?!
I've got another phone interview today (still waiting to hear back on the last one), and I'm a bit nervous. Plus I'm also torn about various job possibilities and whether I should stay or I should go. I saw a friend of KMD's who's a life coach yesterday, and she's going to try to help me sort out what I really want to do. My assignment for this week is to have jars for each of the different options (stay and get internship experience, move somewhere else because of a job offer, move somewhere else because of its location) and drop a pebble or a penny or something in the appropriate jar each time I think of something good about that option. A suggested it would be funny if I used spittoons and chews of tobacco as a form of measurement. Unfortunately, I think that might be somewhat difficult to take in to my next coaching session.
Tonight I'm going to try to polish off In Cold Blood, which I'm trying to get read before Capote comes to the Art. Speaking of the Art, when are they going to show Grizzly Man?!
Comments:
You should move to New York. It is nice here. And we got grizzly man a long time ago (it was real real good). Then our blogs can be friends. I guess they can anyways.
bah! i hate the izze! although clementine must be the only flava i have not tried. perhaps i will have to....
Ah ha, I am engaging in the personal coaching path as well. I shall soon write about it... I like the spittoon idea. I'm going to mention that to my guy.
Aw Kirk, but I already lived in New York once, and I made this unbreakable vow never to move back there. And if you break an unbreakable vow, something terrible happens. Like, you're attacked by ninjas... or space aliens... or space ninjas! Those are the worst. So the solution is for you to move to the Midwest. C'mon, it's nice out here. I promise.
Jenny B., you must not hate the Izze. The Izze is that from which all good things flow.
Ash, sometimes it's freaky how we end up doing the same stuff at the same time. Frankly, I suspect we're secretly part of a cloning experiment designed to produce the perfect intelligent woman. But if we're twins, does that mean one of us has to be evil? Or can we both be?
Post a Comment
Jenny B., you must not hate the Izze. The Izze is that from which all good things flow.
Ash, sometimes it's freaky how we end up doing the same stuff at the same time. Frankly, I suspect we're secretly part of a cloning experiment designed to produce the perfect intelligent woman. But if we're twins, does that mean one of us has to be evil? Or can we both be?
