January 20, 2007 | Filed under: Uncategorized

So. It’s 9:00 on a Friday night and I’m just about ready to crawl into bed. Normally I wouldn’t admit something like that to the Internet (not that it’s ever happened before…), but in my defense, I have already been on a mildly disturbing date, and that’s being generous, AND I’ve got to be up before the crack of dawn tomorrow because I’m going skiing in Tahoe. (How crazy-California is that??? We just up and go skiing in Tahoe. On a Saturday. Because we can. Poor saps from the rest of the country have to book a week’s vacation to do something like this!)

Anyway. Just thought I’d give you a head’s-up that, you know, if I never post here again, it’s not because I’ve run off to Buenos Aires to marry some financial mogul (and why the hell not, because I really never need to go on another date again) it’s because I’m in sixteen pieces on the side of the mountain. On the plus side, I’ll have a great view of Lake Tahoe.

Now I just need to remember where I put all my ski crap at the end of last season. And also maybe how to ski.

January 10, 2007 | Filed under: Uncategorized

First, it’s National De-Lurking Week. And, rather than break with the grand tradition I started last year, here at Daily Tragedies we’re having National De-Lurking Seventy Two Hours. Get on it and de-lurk! (In return, I will try to have something interesting to say, once every 72 hours or so.)

(If by “something interesting” you mean “words strung together to form sentences and maybe even paragraphs.”)

(And if by “every 72 hours or so” you mean “every 8-10 days, on average, because I am a selfish little bitch who does not call her mother often enough.”)

(Also, can you believe I’ve been half-assedly blogging for a year now?!?!?!?!)

Anyway. The short of it is, comment and I will love you forever. The end, amen.

(If you don’t know what to comment on, tell me what your favorite post of 2006 was. I’m incurably nosy curious.)

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Second, I am doing exceedingly terribly on those New Year’s resolutions, thanks for asking. So, I thought I’d expand the list. To increase my potential success rate or something.

Personal: My mother thinks I need a hobby. One that, in her words, “does not involve working.” So let’s call this resolution “be more social.” Not particularly measurable, but it should generate some good stories for y’all. (It should help that I just quit BR. Again.)

Professional: This week I discovered that I’m (a) ahead of schedule on a project and (b) it ROCKS.

I also came across a spreadsheet I made in a fit of extreme anal-retentiveness, detailing the provisions of eight related cases I was working on. In January 2003. Somebody asked me a question about those cases today and I could actually answer it, thanks to that ridiculous spreadsheet.

So now, I’m inspired: I need to be that organized, all of the time. (Perhaps not quite that anal, however. I’m supposed to be having a social life here!) Also, no more procrastinating!

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Third, I wrote my first post of 2007 yesterday. If you haven’t seen it, go read it. Wouldn’t want all that hard work and emotion to get lost in the meaningless drivel I typically put out here.

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Speaking of meaningless drivel, have this little story:

I sat in a meeting today where someone (correctly) used the term “prophylactic,” and half the room snickered. Later someone else used the phrase “go bare” three times in three sentences and, looking around the room, it appears that I was the only one who wanted to crawl into a hole due to this particular word choice. I’m not sure what this says about me. Or my colleagues.

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Finally, yes I know my RSS feed isn’t working properly, and no, I do not know what causes this problem, nor how to fix it. I’m confident it’s all Blogger’s fault and feel comfortable passing the buck entirely. Good luck. Well, seems like we’re back in business now, and I did exactly nothing. I feel good about my diagnosis.

December 23, 2006 | Filed under: Uncategorized

I’m headed to the airport. Without my laptop.

No, I said, WITHOUT MY LAPTOP.

I think my head might explode.

What if I need to do something on the Internet in the next four hours? I don’t know like what. Just, like, what if? What if I get to my parents’ and I need a file and it’s only saved on the laptop? WHAT THEN???

(Maybe three hours of sleep isn’t sufficient. Hmmmm.)

December 21, 2006 | Filed under: Uncategorized

Alternate Title: What I Would’ve Sent You, Were I a Bit More On Top of Things

The real cards are a work in progress, I swear! But at this point they may be more like New Year’s cards, or Groundhog Day cards or, you know, Happy March 8th! cards celebrating my love of glitter. (Glitter again? What is with your glitter obsession? Do you not have enough to clean up around here?)

So, whether you’re celebrating Hanukkah, Christmas, Kwaanza or Festivus (and I actually know people who do each — pretty good for a girl from Smalltown, Wisconsin!), have a lovely time. Feel free to send me any unwanted gifts of jewelry or cashmere, but please, keep the fruitcakes to yourself.

Wishing you and your family peace, love and joy this holiday season.

See other Love Thursday entries here.

December 20, 2006 | Filed under: Uncategorized

I survived my week in DC and am now safely back on the Left Coast, where it is 20 degrees colder than it was in DC, and that is Just Not Right.

Last week’s head-fuckery is over and I did not toss myself off the Key Bridge, so I’ve got that going for me, which is nice. I’m beginning to suspect that God is like the Marines, wherein they tear you to pieces so they can then rebuild you stronger. The tearing apart was Tuesday. But by the end of the week, my head was once again screwed on straight. Or, uh, as straight as usual.

In other news…um, there is no other news. Christmas cards are delayed indefinitely, as they still have not written themselves. (And? Why the hell do I have 100 people to send Christmas cards to? I’m not generally known as a likeable person. Why do all these people insist upon liking me?) The package I sent to my sister 2-3 day Priority Mail still has not arrived, despite my sending it ten days ago. Joy. My house is remotely clean, and thank god because I’m having a friend over tonight for a little wine-and-appetizer soiree, and she could totally rat me and my housekeeping skills out to the entire internet. Holiday decorations are woefully lacking, though. (Read: there are none.) Perhaps another bottle of wine will make up for it.

My body is still on Eastern Time, which is just as well because I’m headed home this weekend. However, it does explain why I was pretty much passed out by 8:30 last night, was vacuuming the house at 7:30 this morning and, in a conversation with my boss, he actually stopped mid-sentence to ask, “Is it really before 6 AM in California right now?” Um, yes. Please don’t hate me.

Last weekend was replete with holiday gatherings, which made my being in DC nothing short of miraculous, because I sure don’t get to plan my life that way. I have very little photographic evidence of the festivities, but here! Have this one and feel all Christmasy!