Cheap and Cheerful

I spent an odd Christmas this year.  It was the first Christmas I'd spent without both Dean and my family, and both my roommate and my only other close friend are still out of town visiting their families.  As it turned out, I ended up at a nearby bar with a co-worker on Christmas Eve.  It was 7 PM and the place was pretty sad--dark, a few huddled figures at the bar, and dozens of empty tables.  We each had one drink before I stupidly mentioned the all-you-can-drink beer and ...

Buried

The last post I had was pretty depressing, but as I was in a "very dark place" at the time, it was fitting. I'm going to be getting a divorce in the upcoming months, and even saying those words still sound insane to me.  But it's happening and I am just trying to move forward with it. I had to take a few days off work once I discovered the truth.  My sister immediately flew out and after she left, my mom took her place for two weeks.  Letters and gifts poured in from relatives ...

The life I've known is over.  I try to pick up the pieces only to figure out I don't know where anything belongs anymore.  Each day feels like a nightmare, but I have never loved my family or friends more.  I try to rediscover what I was like ten years ago, but it's like being curious while looking into a stranger's life.  Is that what I did?  Is that what I loved?  Is that what made me happy? Happiness is underrated and I never realized that until now.  Aristotle ...

Voyager

A photo post.  A lot happened in the last week but it would be exhausting to type it all out.  I kept starting this entry and then deleting it out of frustration. Went here for Dean's "welcome to LA" first official meal as an LA resident...at 11:30 PM.  We left at 2:30 am right as they were closing.  It was pricier than I am used to, but the quality of meat was top ...

Red

Pardon my absence, but I did not have internet for two weeks.  I was only supposed to go a few days without it, but there was a mishap with the UPS delivery, and then when I did get the necessary junk, it didn't even work so I had to wait for an AT&T dude to come fix it today.  Le sigh.   The last few weeks have been a blur of late nights with my former college roommate, Lizzy (fried chicken and donuts while watching Sherlock Holmes 2; drinks at Gaam; bumming around Ikea trying ...

Coughing Colors

I'm not the kind of person who believes in bad luck, but today was just...off. It should have been an easy day. I woke up early and called Verizon concerning a $200 overage charge on my joint cell phone bill with my husband, and they--very nicely and professionally--agreed to strike $100 off since it was so out of character for us.  This put me in a great mood, so I happily strolled ...

Imagine this: you are at your computer working on a large spreadsheet, earbuds in place, ipod playing some leaked Taylor Swift tracks (because you are a huge dork).  You are innocently bobbing your head along to the music while tapping out some numbers in excel.  And then a neon-colored elephant stuffed animal sails across the room and whacks you right in the back of the head.  Welcome to Company X. It's hard to believe it's almost been a month already.  I don't remember if ...

Mouthful of Diamonds

The last week was another rollercoaster, but it looks like things may be starting to level out.  Am I an expert in my field yet?  No, and far from it.  But I also don't feel like I was born yesterday anymore and am starting to feel more confident in my work. Since my husband won't be out in LA until the end of October, it's been a little lonely.  I talk to my cat and ...

High and Dry

Yesterday, I'm loathe to admit, was a total shit show.  Since it was only the start of my second week and I hadn't worked over the weekend, it was harder than I had imagined to slip back into that already rocky stream.  Everything I did seemed to take forever, and Excel has been bitch-slapping me dozens of times a day.  At my interview, when they asked about my Excel proficiency, I replied that I am no expert, but know the average amount for my position.  They nodded with acceptance ...

I Don't Care

Going out in Ktown tonight with my former college roommate.  All of my "fun" clothes are all boxed up and in another building until I get my real apartment, so I just had to wear work clothes. ...

The office is quiet in the morning.  All the lights are off on my side of the hall (massive, minimal fuss, white walls, white grid).  Further down, one or two figures tap at their computers, but overall, the feeling is calm.  Outside of these doors, workers have been busy spinning thousands of yards of fabric into fashion--the lights are bright, the talk is fast, and the machines are humming. From where I sit, I have a clear view of the stairway that leads to the rooftop.  The ...

Clone

This is sad for me to admit, but I feel like I've pretty much lost my sense of fashion identity.  That could sound like a petty or idiotic comment, and yet I write it with remorse.  It would be one thing if I didn't give a damn about clothes or appearance--if I had an empty closet and if I channeled all my funds to a savings account. The truth is, I work for a certain clothing ...

I love this jumper.  It weighs a ton and sheds a lot, but it's still fantastic.  I have it in red and white, as well.   People will literally stop me in a supermarket or shopping center and ask where it is from (especially the white one.  A little ajumma demanded I tell her where I got it once).  Anyway, just posting two selcas today. Back to eating Chinese left ...

More Adventurous

After a momentary freak out last night, I think I've calmed down.  Dean and I got a lot of packing completed today, spoke to our apartment management about leaving (because it's job-related, there is no penalty), set up a credit card account with my bank, and got at least eight boxes packed up.  We also found $45 in change!  We decided to get Chinese food from our favorite ...

Breathing Underwater

It's been a while since I've really made an effort at blogging.  Please be patient with me as I try to find that old rhythm again. In exactly two weeks, I will be moving to LA.  It has me stressed, terrified, anxious...and lately, a little excited.  This plan to relocate didn't take shape from desperation or desire--it simply came to me, offered a handshake, and made its case.  Dean and I debated over it for around four months, actually, until we had pretty much exasperated ...