The scowl suits her.
Monday, May 30, 2011
Friday, May 20, 2011
crunch time
Everyone at the office had important deadlines to meet all week, but Boss's infuriating knack for coming up with new things to do and changing the entire game plan at the last minute thoroughly undermined our plans of getting off on time as everything absolutely had to be finished by today.
To our great dismay, even leaving for an off-site meeting didn't keep Boss from calling in literally every five minutes to give us instructions we'd already been given. And get this--the first three calls were to ask whether we'd finished the tasks we were given yet so that we could join Boss at the meeting, even after Boss told us to stay behind to finish up. Yo, does it look like I have the power to manipulate space-time? (Even if I did, you don't pay me enough to use it.) Please tell me who can finish a two-hour task in half that time whilst getting interrupted by phone calls every five minutes, because I'd really like to meet this wizard.
After eight hours of nonstop work (save for a brief ten-minutes where we scrambled to shovel some food into our mouths), my coworker and I were finally reduced to fits of uncontrollable laughter, a telltale sign of our stress-induced delirium. By that time, our manager could only look on with amusement and sympathy.
Then the phone rang for the thirtieth time that day and we all spontaneously combusted.
To our great dismay, even leaving for an off-site meeting didn't keep Boss from calling in literally every five minutes to give us instructions we'd already been given. And get this--the first three calls were to ask whether we'd finished the tasks we were given yet so that we could join Boss at the meeting, even after Boss told us to stay behind to finish up. Yo, does it look like I have the power to manipulate space-time? (Even if I did, you don't pay me enough to use it.) Please tell me who can finish a two-hour task in half that time whilst getting interrupted by phone calls every five minutes, because I'd really like to meet this wizard.
After eight hours of nonstop work (save for a brief ten-minutes where we scrambled to shovel some food into our mouths), my coworker and I were finally reduced to fits of uncontrollable laughter, a telltale sign of our stress-induced delirium. By that time, our manager could only look on with amusement and sympathy.
Then the phone rang for the thirtieth time that day and we all spontaneously combusted.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
around LA
Just wanted to do a quick post about my Saturday.
Afternoon: Griffith Observatory
The Hollywood sign in the distance
Downtown LA in the distance
I like how the terrain looked here.
Night: V Lounge
Looked better than they tasted.
Afternoon: Griffith Observatory
The Hollywood sign in the distance
Downtown LA in the distance
I like how the terrain looked here.
- Cold and shitty weather
- Quality time with Mom
- Organic dark roast coffee & dark chocolate brownie
- Must come back: 1) at night, 2) when the weather's nicer & warmer, and/or 3) with J
Night: V Lounge
Looked better than they tasted.
- Even colder and shittier weather
- Good company, including a wasted birthday boy
- LA Waters that tasted like grape medicine (Was that intentional? I guess the quality of its taste lives up to that of its namesake...)
- Not sure I'd recommend this venue. People didn't start showing up until 11pm or so, which meant it was literally empty for an hour after we got there.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
10 inches lighter
I busted a Mulan and chopped off my hair, albeit my methods were much less badass.
It'll be donated to Pantene Beautiful Lengths as soon as I have some time to make a trip to the post office. I hope it can go towards making someone happier :)
It'll be donated to Pantene Beautiful Lengths as soon as I have some time to make a trip to the post office. I hope it can go towards making someone happier :)
Sunday, May 1, 2011
comic con
My long-time friend, Sweet Talker, invited me out to Comic Con in Anaheim this weekend and I decided to accept since I had never been. I was pretty excited, even though I figured it wouldn't be anywhere near the scale of San Diego's Comic Con. Oh well, you gotta start somewhere.
I saw cute things!
The only person I really wanted to see was Tricia Helfer, but when she finally appeared it turned out that she was only doing autographs...at $30 each. They were doing a photo op later that day and probably charging an equally obscene amount. And I probably would've been willing to pay, but then again...losing monies to juxtapose myself with her? My ego said no thanks.
I did, however, manage to snap a stealthy photo when nobody was looking. Creepy, no?
After having satisfied my fangirl imperative, I obliged ST's need for food and together we trekked over to Mimi's Cafe to grab a bite to eat. This place garnered good reviews on Yelp, so it seemed like a good time to try it out. I absolutely looove spinach and artichoke dip and once I saw that it was a menu item, I already knew what I was going to order.
The dip was rich and full of flavor, which went quite well with the crispy, garlic-y goodness of the bread. We also split a bottle of white wine and being the lightweight that I am, two (or was it three?) glasses were more than enough to put me in a good place for the rest of the afternoon.
We went back to the convention and walked around a while longer but left shortly thereafter in search of ice cream. It was such a nice day outside that it would've been a crime NOT to get some frozen treats. A quick search on Yelp turned up a place nearby called Joe's Italian Ice. Apparently their specialty is --you guessed it--Italian ice. Behold...!
ST's strawberry Joe Latti and my mocha almond fudge ice cream
The Joe Latti is Italian ice layered with soft-serve ice cream and is freakin' delicious. If you're in the area, I definitely recommend giving it a try!
So passed a pleasant day of eating and talking, but now I've found myself in a bit of a bind. You see, I've been friends with ST for quite a number of years and while I do enjoy his company, I'm afraid he enjoys mine in a different way. A part of me wonders whether he's just biding his time until I happen upon singlehood again and hoping that he can be the one to swoop in and pick up the pieces...
Perhaps I should just tell him I'm a lesbian and be done with it. You think he'd buy that?
I saw cute things!
The only person I really wanted to see was Tricia Helfer, but when she finally appeared it turned out that she was only doing autographs...at $30 each. They were doing a photo op later that day and probably charging an equally obscene amount. And I probably would've been willing to pay, but then again...losing monies to juxtapose myself with her? My ego said no thanks.
I did, however, manage to snap a stealthy photo when nobody was looking. Creepy, no?
After having satisfied my fangirl imperative, I obliged ST's need for food and together we trekked over to Mimi's Cafe to grab a bite to eat. This place garnered good reviews on Yelp, so it seemed like a good time to try it out. I absolutely looove spinach and artichoke dip and once I saw that it was a menu item, I already knew what I was going to order.
I love when it's served with bread instead of chips!
The dip was rich and full of flavor, which went quite well with the crispy, garlic-y goodness of the bread. We also split a bottle of white wine and being the lightweight that I am, two (or was it three?) glasses were more than enough to put me in a good place for the rest of the afternoon.
We went back to the convention and walked around a while longer but left shortly thereafter in search of ice cream. It was such a nice day outside that it would've been a crime NOT to get some frozen treats. A quick search on Yelp turned up a place nearby called Joe's Italian Ice. Apparently their specialty is --you guessed it--Italian ice. Behold...!
ST's strawberry Joe Latti and my mocha almond fudge ice cream
The Joe Latti is Italian ice layered with soft-serve ice cream and is freakin' delicious. If you're in the area, I definitely recommend giving it a try!
So passed a pleasant day of eating and talking, but now I've found myself in a bit of a bind. You see, I've been friends with ST for quite a number of years and while I do enjoy his company, I'm afraid he enjoys mine in a different way. A part of me wonders whether he's just biding his time until I happen upon singlehood again and hoping that he can be the one to swoop in and pick up the pieces...
Perhaps I should just tell him I'm a lesbian and be done with it. You think he'd buy that?
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