Sunday, November 12, 2006
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Ok, kiddies – I realize I haven’t been too good about keeping up with the posting. My apologies. I’ve been a bit preoccupied with… what do you call it? oh yeah… life. No offense. - My mom emailed me this week. She’s feeling left out since I forgot my weekly call. I don’t think she’s gotten over worrying about me getting stabbed now that I live in DC. She wanted to know if I had a blog or something where she could keep more up-to-date. After consulting with a few peeps and briefly considering the ramipercussions, I’ve decided that sometimes it’s just better to not to give up the ol’ myspace URL quite yet. I just don’t think she would get it. Case in point: I told her one time about the Halloween party I had gone to recently and she asked if we had played any party games. I asked what she meant, and instead of referencing drinking games or card games or something with some indication that I’m no longer 5 years-old, she asked if we had bobbed for apples or played pin the tail on the donkey. I laughed so hard that I almost had to sit down. But seriously, wouldn’t that be a bad idea? - I dress nicely for work. In fact, I look damn good in a non-slutty kind of way for a government employee most days. It’s nice when people notice the effort and comment. It happens sometimes and I appreciate it. However, it’s a totally different thing when I walk to the bus stop in the morning and a truck-cab full of Mexicans start honking and making lewd gestures. This is what happened this past Wednesday. It was most definitely not appreciated, considering that it was barely 7 in the morning and I almost spilled my morning caffiene from the surprise of the abrupt noise. What do people expect when they do this? Do they think that I’m going to hop in with them and have a wild tag-team orgy? Perhaps they confused me with the roomie. I dunno, but that was the second morning drive-by in the past couple weeks I’ve been privy to and it’s kind of discomfitting (yet slightly cool too – I never thought I’d be one of those chicks that guys honk at). - I find out tomorrow at work if my yearly expenditure estimates for this coming fiscal year got approved. If so, it means I can start my Master’s work in the fall, subsidized by your tax dollars of course. If not, it means I’ll be taking out massive student loans and probably postponing until Spring, ‘08. Actually, the Liz Lawrence Fund for Excellence is still accepting donations. Contribute today and make the Liz of tomorrow a better, more educated person. I live in DC, damnit – enough money gets funneled in contributions to undeserving people on a regular basis; I should be able to skim off some for myself. - And on one last note, some weekends are better than others. It’s going to be tough to top this past one. There may or may not be random pics of my cleavage floating around somewhere. There may or may not have been some theater-hopping makeout sessions. There may or may not have been someone getting their balls handed to them at mini golf. There most definitely were some memorable moments. ‘Nuf said. |
