Nine working days left in my office. How crazy is that? It's been a very interesting place to work, even if it drives me batty. I feel like I've just spent almost three years behind enemy lines. Hard to believe that soon all the petty inter-office gossip and fighting will be behind me. Wait. Who am I kidding? That stuff is in every office. But, working for a theater, hopefully full of people who love their job, and their job is creating not destroying, should make for a much more Tracy-friendly environment.
Not that the last three years have been a waste. I've met some amazing people. Some, I'm just glad to know and count as friends. Others who will make absolutely wonderful characters for film and theater. Mwuhahahah.
I'm still waiting to find out about my surgery and so that's been the driving force on my brain that isn't letting me enjoy the anticipation of a new job. I need to know whether I'll be fat or skinny next May. That way, I'll know what to pack, what to prep to have mailed to me at a later date, and of course... I'll be able to set up my defenses and shields. Gotta know what sort of attacks will be coming at you before you can adequately protect yourself, right?
That sounds negative. But its how I've lived my whole life. Gotta come in and prove I'm not lazy, prove that I'm smart, prove that I'm funny. All so I won't just be, The fat girl.
After work today I stopped by Organic Oasis to have an ambrotose smoothie thing. Mmmm. And a bowl of mushroom soup. Then I went to Barne's and Nobles. Read for about 2 minutes and 25 seconds before I was enthralled with the uber-geekiness of the four men playing chess about ten feet in front of me. Then I wandered off, looked at the Pilates balls for sale and wondered if I got one if I'd pop it. Then I headed over to Title Wave, my favorite book store ever. Read two chapters in David Sedaris' "Me Talk Pretty One Day." I used to hate his voice, mostly because I thought he was just some weird woman. But then I got hooked listening to This American Life. And so, while reading the book, David's voice came through so clear, and his timing and dramatic pauses were all there. It was fabulous. I hope I get to see him when he reads at McCarter this year.
Not that the last three years have been a waste. I've met some amazing people. Some, I'm just glad to know and count as friends. Others who will make absolutely wonderful characters for film and theater. Mwuhahahah.
I'm still waiting to find out about my surgery and so that's been the driving force on my brain that isn't letting me enjoy the anticipation of a new job. I need to know whether I'll be fat or skinny next May. That way, I'll know what to pack, what to prep to have mailed to me at a later date, and of course... I'll be able to set up my defenses and shields. Gotta know what sort of attacks will be coming at you before you can adequately protect yourself, right?
That sounds negative. But its how I've lived my whole life. Gotta come in and prove I'm not lazy, prove that I'm smart, prove that I'm funny. All so I won't just be, The fat girl.
After work today I stopped by Organic Oasis to have an ambrotose smoothie thing. Mmmm. And a bowl of mushroom soup. Then I went to Barne's and Nobles. Read for about 2 minutes and 25 seconds before I was enthralled with the uber-geekiness of the four men playing chess about ten feet in front of me. Then I wandered off, looked at the Pilates balls for sale and wondered if I got one if I'd pop it. Then I headed over to Title Wave, my favorite book store ever. Read two chapters in David Sedaris' "Me Talk Pretty One Day." I used to hate his voice, mostly because I thought he was just some weird woman. But then I got hooked listening to This American Life. And so, while reading the book, David's voice came through so clear, and his timing and dramatic pauses were all there. It was fabulous. I hope I get to see him when he reads at McCarter this year.
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