Thursday, February 24, 2005

I hope he doesn't bill me for the call
Our event planner phoned me just to tell me that my hair looked amazing this morning. "I didn't tell you in person because you rushed out of our meeting, and it seemed weird to put it in an e-mail." How sweet is that? And you know what? He's right! I'm bouncin' and behavin' today.

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Voulez-vous parler avec moi?
I've finally sucked it up and found myself some French lessons. Well, really, they found me, via Crabby Corp-sponsored lunchtime tutoring sessions. Crabby Corp being what it is, the sessions are only partly sponsored, so I'll be out a couple of hundred dollars - worth it if I can regain my proficiency. I signed up for the intermediate sessions, but the tutor, after a preliminary phone interview with me, said "Ah, mais vous êtes avancée!" I'm very nervous and anxious and shy and I'm dreading the whole thing now. I feel like I'm running through a muddy field in the rain and I'm not wearing any clothes. Zut alors!

Something else I know nothing about
I attended a breakfast book event this morning, only because I knew nothing of the subject and thought that I should. The book seems very interesting, and the pastries were yummy, thank you very much.

It's just lunch money. Cough it up.
Tomorrow is Lunch Money Day. Just do it.

And one last thing
Shouldn't the spell checker on Blogger recognize the word "blog?" Just wondering.

Tuesday, February 22, 2005

Out from under the blankets

Boy, that was cozy. Cozy, but lonely. The next time I go and hide for a month I'm taking you all with me. Y'all. I've always wanted an accent. One night years ago Icy, Sister and I pretended to be Scottish. We were absolutely in our cups, the three of us legless drunk on Yonge Street, and it was no doubt obvious that we were not Scottish. Was that the night we traded shoes? See, I can't even remember.

Tomorrow night I'm going to see this. Wanna come with?

I very recently read this and this. You should too.

I'm very busy planning an international symposium, and I'm having a helluva time booking speakers. Every name I brought forward was met with scrinkly faces and some "ers" and "wells" and "not too sures." Now we are one month away and I have gaping holes in the agenda. Know what though? I'm not stressed. I barely even care. I've done my best, and we're only in trouble now because of the dithering and diddling of certain team members. Any of you want to come and speak at my symposium? Yes, there's free food to be had, and spiffy delegates' kits. Oh shit. The delegates' kits.