"stars in your eyes, did you take the time to realize?"

the 80 and the 88 almost collided today. i would've died wearing skinny jeans and listening to the dandy warhols. i think i deserve a more dignified death than that.

i think i also deserve a more dignified death than plummeting in the elevator down 6 floors. our elevator at work groans. as in a painful, grating, hold your breath every time you feel a sudden drop groan. i've been telling myself that a 6 floor drop wouldn't kill me, so i keep using it. but i don't think i'm wholeheartedly convinced.

i was beyond grumpy at work today and i always hate that. i don't think the intern should ever display a cranky tude. i know that sounds so after school special, but i think i must come off as ungrateful when i have my grumpy pants on. i mean granted, i think a fair amount of people at work were wearing their grumpy pants today. tension is high due to the insane busy that has been bestowed upon us and clients who seem to think we really can fit 4 billion words in a 2 in x 2 in square. however, i still think i should've kept the insolence to myself. i feel kind of bad now and that, dearest blog, is why i am confessing it to you.

yet another photo shamelessly stolen from my roommate. that is, however, me in my big boots with my fancy reusable bags. we were on our way to the grocery store when julia thought it necessary to snap a shot of the snow versus us. as you can tell, the snow was winning. most of that snow was from...the night before.

oh and of course, an ice skating shot. check out the awesome hockey skates. my feet have yet to recover from them. i think it's kind of funny i meant for this blog to be more about design and stuff i find whilest surfing the internets, but it has instead turned into something revolving all around me. teehee. how human of me.

oh did i mention we have a new president? yeah he's shiny and bright eyed and i meant to buy a boston globe or new york times yesterday only to be thwarted by...my own forgetfulness. i have to confess that i don't think his speech yesterday was quite as good as some others i've heard him do. i mean, it was powerful and inspiring, but i think he's done better. but really, the guy who did the benediction was fabulous and i think he should have his own tv show. speaking of the benediction, does anyone else think america needs to somehow filter out religious affiliation with its government? as much as i'm aware that we're based on a WASP background, i think it's about time we take a step toward separating church and state. you know. for good. not that i personally find anything the matter with it--i just think a country that was built on the principle that religion doesn't matter should go forward with separating it from the government. that's all.

but the music and the capitol and the bustling and the hustle and the diversity present and the obamas and the stumbling of the chief justice and the stars and the stripes and the hat aretha franklin wore and the crowd that spanned from the pavilion to the washington monument and the hand cradling the lincoln bible and the words and the shouts and the history. all of that happened while i sat between yuko and pamela, wide eyed, in a bar with a sign that said "north station, boston" and people drinking cheap champagne before noon. i don't even think my gigantic boots could reach the floor. i felt like such a kid. it was glorious.

alright, well i believe i'm off. adieu! adieu!