It's a Monday. I feel those three words speak volumes to my mood this morning. It seems not amount of coffee is working, I'm not stimulated by the gossip, and I'm having incessant thoughts of crawling into my bed--and staying there until tomorrow. If anyone could see my face right now, they would notice me suffering for a case of "wonky eye." Sad, but true. I'm exhausted.

The following would probably help my cause:

a) an amusing phone call
b) an eight hour break
c) another day off
d) disco
e) le pod
f) Lindsay Lohan walking through the door
g) an all expense paid trip to Paris
h) someone calling and telling me that I had to move to la la land right now
i) a new haircut
j) Amanda telling me she's not going to move out
k) if it were pre-fourth of july weekend again
l) a call from that HAUTE bartender I met on friday
m) 5:00pm
n) being a work in my jammies


OMG, ok I"m being ridiculous. I need to get to work. If you have any ideas on how I can wake up please post. Happy Monday!

life's little soundtrack

I've been treating "le blog" like a cyclops mormon stepchild from one of the dakotas. Very, not cool. Well, a post-desert drama session and a new job will make a gal do crazy things!

In latest and greatest news I've landed a new job, which means no more office bitch. I will be working for Avalon Publishing as their marketing assistant. This is such a "Jeffersons" moment I feel and I'm loving it. In other news, I'm wearing skinny jeans today and I feel fabo in them. I had a fear of skinny jeans, but they don't look as frightening on me as I had anticipated. I would like to incorporate more "skinny pants" into my wardrobe. I heart them.

And finally, I am no longer the last person in San Francisco sans iPod. I had some apprehension about the iPod. I felt like it possesed a great power that could tune me out to the other sounds of the city. However, I've found that it makes me more aware. To hear a sound over the trance beats spilling from "le pod" is quite impressive. I now feel like I can give my days soundtracks--something I've always longed for....

As a little girl, I had a thing for playing out my future in my head (I still do--although people like Ray Wonder call this my fantasy world in which perpetually dwell). I would sit in the passenger seat of my mother's car and daydream, but every daydream was accompanied by music. Whatever song tickeled my fancy, managed to make it's way into my thoughts. Now that I have "le pod," my longing for muscial accompaniment has come true. "Le pod" helps me to assess my day in the morning, tune out the halucinating barefoot woman on the 71L, write to music and (sadly) block out any maddness that has made it's way into my life (that particular day). I love it's name, "le pod"...so French.