Good Things with the Exception of Shampoo

It's raining aggressively outside right now and the bottoms of my pants are soaking wet because I'm shorter than a person ought to be...but things aren't so very bad at all. For example, yesterday my office building closed down because of some rad explosion that shut down all the power around Arlington St./Copley Square. This enabled me to have a leisurely cup of coffee with a friend, write a little, and take a nap. Granted, had I known about the unexpected 3 day weekend I probably would have stayed in New York another day, but unfortunately I'm neither psychic or powerful enough to cause explosions with my mind. Both of these things may change someday.

Speaking of New York, it was awesome. I got to drink insane amounts of coffee in wonderful company, check out sister Meg's fun apartment (which may or may not have a rat in the walls but is charming nevertheless), watch Arrested Development for the first time ever (I know!),and just relax a little. It was cold as hell, true, but still awesome.

Last night Alison and I ate sandwiches and gaped at Robert Pattinson for about two hours. I get it, I don't care, he's ridiculous. Renee, back me up?

And this morning I got shampoo in my eye which I hadn't done for about a decade. And it will take about another decade to forget how effing awful it is to get shampoo in your eye.

But I digress. The main idea of the story is that things are pretty good. I'm looking forward to Thanksgiving and beyond. To a time when I can create power outages with mind-force.



Eat good, chickens.
xo
erin