Got out of the office, strolled over to Atlantic Station, and got myself a few more of these.
Ahh, nothing like a little VS pick-me-up for a sluggish day.
September 21st, 2006 § 8 comments § permalink
Got out of the office, strolled over to Atlantic Station, and got myself a few more of these.
Ahh, nothing like a little VS pick-me-up for a sluggish day.
September 21st, 2006 § 5 comments § permalink
The TiFaux is going to be on fire this season:
Studio 60 On the Sunset Strip: SO SO SO SO FREAKING GOOD. Have I mentioned my love of Bradley Whitford? Yowza. Damn, one episode and I'm addicted. Add it to the list of must-sees.
The Office: My sweet, sweet darling... it's been so long. Even Dwight's blog was getting old. Thank goodness your asstastically stupid Michael and Jim & Pam drama is back.
Grey's Anatomy: it took me a while to get sucked into it, but damn is the show good. Smart, funny, and it makes me cry. Done.
My Name is Earl: Sweet mullets and Crab Man!
ANTM: Eeeee! Catfights are back - yay!
And finally, LOST comes back next month.
September 20th, 2006 § 5 comments § permalink
55 degrees and sunny! High of 76!
Now off to figure out how I can play outside today...
September 19th, 2006 § 1 comment § permalink

I'll finally admit it that Florida is a nice place to visit, but not to live. I had a great time in the sun and the water, but in the cab ride home passing Piedmont Park I realized how much I missed home. People out and about walking, playing in the park, cafes, trees... so different than the place I used to call home only a couple of years ago.
So I'm home, and I'm sunburned and have a cold. Yes, I see the irony.
September 14th, 2006 § 0 comments § permalink
After work today, I will be hopping onto a plane bound for West Palm Beach, where I will be greeted by Sus and taken to someplace that provides respite for those travelling from Hartsfield-Jackson.
I will most likely be back and forth from West Palm to Fort Lauderdale, intermittently shopping with Ms. Shopper Extraordinaire, parking my ass on a beach, and dancing on top of bars. And we all know the cure for nearly-bitten-off-tongues, don't we?