Actually, most of the day was just blah… but we did go to the favorite restaurant with the Mozambique and the Borba and the espresso, so that made it far more fabulous. (The coworker is back—YAY! Happy! Joy!)

Then I just got off the phone with an old friend who graduated from college with me. She has been very worried about getting a good job, so she’s been stressed. But… she was just offered a very, very plum job with an awesome political foundation in D.C. (her dream). They are paying to fly her down, paying to move her down and they want her ASAP. Since I apparently send out getting-a-new-fabulous-job vibes, I will now concentrate all of my attention toward Anne. (I don’t want you to have to marry for citizenship if he isn’t dreamy… 😉 )

Oh and Netflix arrived today… yay again. “L’Auberge Espagnole”—I know, I know, but I love this movie—and “The Last Kiss”… what can I say? I like foreign films and indies.

Hmmm… what else, what else.. oh yes, the outsider’s birthday present (the last part) arrived. And now the worst part of birthdays has begun… the damn waiting. I want to give it nooooooowwwwww. I love giving presents—natural high, kinda like flirting. 😉

Sadly, the guest is having a bad day… so besos y abraza mi hermano. Prometo mejores dias para venir.

There’s something weird about Tuesdays. It’s not Monday, so no end-of-the-weekend blues. It’s not Wednesday, so there’s no thank-god-the-week-is-halfway-over sighs. It’s not Thursday or Friday, the days-that-aren’t-really-meant-for-work… just weekend planning. No, it’s Tuesday.

In my world, we publish on Tuesday. Basically, this means that Tuesdays are comprised of several stressful and highly-charged hours. Typically that also means the coworker and I have a fabulous late lunch.. with liquor. Sadly, she was still sick today, so no wonderful lunch… just an obnoxious day.

EXCEPT… there is a shining light on Tuesdays. iTunes adds new music.. yay, yay, yay! And I just spent some cash… and found a new group that I like: Phoenix. Very good stuff.

Other New Stuff (because my iTunes Library isn’t big enough at 3,321 songs…yowza):

• Frou Frou’s new altar ego Imogen Heap’s CD is only available in the UK, but there was a new single “Hide and Seek.” It’s rocking my world right now.
• Phoenix.. a band from France. A couple of interesting songs.. kinda rockish. It’s working for me.
• The Cast of Rent just put out “Seasons of Love”—It’s a great song. Y’know the one, goes like… “525,600 minutes..etc…how do you measure a year”
• The free track of the week is Daniel Powter.. he’s Canadian, song title is “Bad Day.” Reminds me of.. I don’t know. But it’s good.
• Oh, and Nickel Creek did an iTunes session. Love them.. they’re folk and bluegrass and very, very talented.

Sadly, the songs/artists I look for every time still aren’t up. Songs are… Aimee Mann’s version of “Shed a Little Light,” Alison Krauss and Sting doing “You Will Be My Ain True Love,” Bap Kennedy’s “Moonlight Kiss” and Eva Cassidy’s “Songbird.” Artists include Sia (Australian) and Corneille (France.. thanks Anne!). Then there is the ridiculously long list of entire CDs that I want—Peter Mulvey (several of his actually), Josh Ritter, Nick Drake, the new Lori McKenna and the new The Ben Taylor Band.

I might have a song addiction problem. Hmmm.

Oh well. It won’t kill me.

OK, moving this up from the comments because a) I love them and want to share, and b) I already uploaded them to the server (all that work, they need to be heard).

I love, love Missy Higgins! All for Believing and Any Day Now are two of my absolute favorites.

For the rest of you who don’t know who we are talking about, listen:

All for Believing, by Missy Higgins
Any Day Now, by Missy Higgins

And Misplacedpom if you like Missy, then you might like Eastmountainsouth: So Are You to Me and You Dance.

And definitely Abra Moore: Family Affair.

And Rachel Yamagata: I’ll Find a Way.

And Amos Lee: Speed the Sound of Loneliness.

It’s been an icky day. The coworker is out sick—possibly with strep, which means I might get that—and I get very, very lonely all by myself.

Oh, and then I fought with my mother… she’s having a bad day, too. Eh. Bum monkeys.

I’m getting some liquid joy now.

OK, normally I won’t write about what’s going on in the news, even though it fascinates me to no end. However, this is important and hardly anyone is talking about it.

The new Vice President of Sudan, John Garang, died in a helicopter crash yesterday. Why is this important you ask? Because this is the guy who signed a peace deal that ended 21 years of civil war—he is a hero to his country and his death is detrimental to the political atmosphere of Sudan.

More information…. the BBC has the best coverage and the Boston Globe has barely any, but the Washington Post is pretty good.

It started at 3 PM… and I just got home. These people absolutely know how to party. Kinda makes you concerned that they are in charge of your care, eh? Yeah.

Oh well. There were three offers of breakfast 😉 and one offered to give me children.. lol. I might be a little, wee bit of a flirt. Ahem… hehehe. There’s nothing like a party full of guys hitting on you (unbelievably obviously, I might add) to make the work week fade right away. 🙂

The outsider has had a tough week. After many days of on again, off again with her boyfriend, she finally bit the bullet and called it quits. For now.

But that in itself is not that interesting. No, what happened last night is interesting, but I felt the need to preface the story.

Last night she went to a big party for the mayor in her hometown—with an old friend. (One, who according to her mother, “has been trying to get inside your pants for 10 years.”—that would be funnier if you could hear her accent, but anyway) After a stressful week that included the breakup and her insane, crazy job driving her batty, she decided it was time for some fun. But, she told herself, she would only have two glasses of red wine—that’s it. No more.

Pfft. That plan backfired. Following multiple vodka and crans and a conversation with a friend of her ex that ended in tears (and half a bottle of gin), she was plowed and exhausted. Not being able to drive home, she stayed with the old friend. Heads out of the gutter folks. Nothing like that.

Awaking at dawn, he drove her to her car—which she had parked near where the party was the night before—and she headed home. As she began to check her messages, she was astonished to hear a message from the local police department. After finding her car (in a not-so-great part of town) around 3 AM, with what they assumed was her purse inside, they called her home to see if she was missing. And her mother went down to the police station… at 3 AM.

Fortunately, her mother is a smart woman and said, “Well, she was at this party and her purse probably just didn’t match her dress, so she left it in the car.” Smart momma.

Honestly it was just a big bag, not her purse (which she smartly put in the center console), but isn’t it nice that the cops found her car and were worried? Makes you feel safe, right?

Yeah. Not so much.

New rule. Breakups + booze + cops = not so good.

LOL.

Um, we went to the same place for lunch today… and had the same thing. Does that make us weird? LOL

We discussed—over the Mozambique, steak, Borba and liquored espresso—how we would have to blog about it when we got back… except the coworker is now sleeping on the desk, so it is left up to me.

And here’s something really fun. While we were imbibing, a rap song came on overhead. Now normally this is no big deal. The coworker will groove and I will ignore, as rap is the one genre that we do not agree on. HOWEVER, today we were treated to an extra special, not-edited-for-radio version of a Snoop Dogg song… and it was graphic, lemme tell ya. The coworker had to sing it to me (I can’t understand that stuff to save my life), and wow, was it a doozy. For your viewing pleasure, this is what we listened to over lunch.

Wow. Yes, over lunch. While we were partaking of food in a public place. Hysterical.

So normally I do not send people to other blogs, except via the links on the right. However, I found a link to this, laughed till my side hurt and thought I should share… You’ll laugh, I promise.

In other news… nothing that interesting is going on. I mean, our boss thinks we are running a “loose ship,” the guest is no longer here and the weather is on the fritz, but we found a fabulous new restaurant one minute from work! (And yes, that was one of the only positive things about the day.)

Shrimp Mozambique, a steak sandwich, a bottle of Borba and two espressos with Bailey’s later we were feeling much better about the day. I wish I had my camera to share pics of the food (Yes, it was that good and yes, we did talk about taking a picture. Deal with it.), but suffice to say it was phenomenal.. even at 3 PM, because that was when we took our lunch break.

See, the crappy part of our job is that there is so much to do that we tend to work through the normal lunch hour… it’s sad, we know. Eventually, as 1 becomes 2, the coworker starts to make noises and send IMs, asking what we are doing for lunch. Slowly, those noises become yells and get louder and more insistent, and the IMs begin to read, “Now, I want food NOW. RIGHT NOW!!!!” It’s truly an entertaining experience, and one we live out every. single. day. That is our joy.

Lunch time, friends. That is the joy of our day. The measly hour (sometimes far less) we spend eating something yummy. Half the time we eat at the office, where I peruse the blogs and read the funniest posts aloud, and she responds to emails. The other half? Ah, well, that is the good time we spent at the lovely place on the water (with bad food, but good liquor).. or now, at the delicious little place up the street, with the good food and liquor.

Choices, choices…

Sometimes life can kick you in the ass. You’re having a good day, or you had a good weekend, and then the shit hits the fan and badaboom.. there you go.

My boss? Crazy. Other people? Crazy.

And I am trying to not let this get me down.

So I will now show some pics of the good times from the weekend…

There were excellent meals.

Made by the three of us.

Then we went to a beautiful beach

Followed by the giant martini glass filled with the good stuff.

And it is these pictures that remind me that life, with all its ups and downs, is still good.

So sad, the guest has left… and he also missed his flight, lol, but he got on another one about 45 minutes later. Poor guest. 🙁 LOL

Sadly, I must work now, but I promise the pics will be up soon. There are some doozies….