Getting into work wasn’t so
We all met up at Krista’s after work last night for Asian food, Christmas cookies, and Charlie Brown watching. She’s also recorded The Grinch, but realized too late that it was the blasphemous Jim Carey version, so we skipped that and watched Project Runway instead. I think Santino and his ego were headed for a major smackdown the entire show, so I hope the humiliation of last night’s competitions shook some sense into him. Did you catch that he’s only 30-years-old? Wha? He is the most 45-year-old-lookin’ 30-year-old I’ve ever seen. Also, what’s up with the group competition? If I want talk about crappy team leaders and shitty group dynamics, I’ll go to the Apprentice. What I’m looking for here is cutthroat individual competition and lots of crazy outfits. Three lines of clothes? Eh. That’s like slight variations on three crazy outfits. Not enough! We got a big kick out of the tv guide’s synopsis of the show, which said the designers would have to make lingerie that was both sexy AND alluring. Tall order!
Here is our holiday banquet.
It was one of those dinners where everything was strewn everywhere and people passed a lot of things and laughed and wine was poured. Just like a holiday dinner should be! The wine was a present sent to my office by a publishing house’s audio division. Usually we just get a bunch of cards, but every once in a while, something exciting comes along (camcorder, golden ticket), and I was psyched to see alcohol joining the mix. Neither my boss nor my coworker wanted it, so happy holidays to me! They seemed to think this wine maybe wasn’t the best wine ever to be produced, but, y’know, FREE WINE. Suckers! Anyway, we thought it was tasty.
Today will be a lot of packing and cleaning, then we're off for Denver tomorrow. We're hoping the strike and impending holidays won't make getting to the airport too difficult, but I'm not expecting too many problems.
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