Tuesday, November 30, 2004
( 2:04 AM ) teahouse
Running on Empty
I have a problem.
As my loyal readers know, I've suffered from severe insomnia on and off since I was a kid. Sometimes it comes out of nowhere, but usually I experience it when I'm severely stressed.
I have it tonight. When I get it, nothing seems to work. Not even the standard cures that the experts recommend.
Tonight I had hot milk, a hot bath, counted sheep, thought happy thoughts, read a boring book, took Benadryl and listened to a Gregorian Chant cd.
3 hours later, I'm still wide awake.
My problem is this: I'm training for my first 15K this weekend. I have to do a long training run in the morning - that's 5 hours from now.
But I can't sleep.
My doctor gave me an anti-anxiety drug to take for nights such as these. But if I take any more drugs, I won't be able to wake up in time to run. Or if I do, I'll feel crappy and hung over.
What's a girl to do??
Can somebody come over and hit me on the head with a hammer? Or else tell me a really, really BORING story so I'll conk out?
Monday, November 29, 2004
( 9:21 AM ) teahouse
The Mixing of the Cultures
Last night I had dinner in a restaurant that served both Japanese and Vietnamese food.
I had shrimp summer rolls with sushi. Interesting combination.
It reminds me of a restaurant in the town where I went to law school: it was called "Chinese's Chinese Food."
I guess they couldn't think of a more creative name, like "Golden Dragon" or "Jade Pagoda." So they just went with "Chinese's."
One day there was an ad in the paper: "Chinese's Chinese Food is now serving Vietnamese."
I got so confused.
Wednesday, November 24, 2004
( 9:04 AM ) teahouse
I'm off for the rest of the week. My sister is driving up, we'll be observing Thanksgiving together, and making an international phone call at some point to tell our parents we miss them (sniffle).
I just have three words to say about Thanksgiving:
Elastic waist band.
Happy Turkey Day!
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
( 8:42 AM ) teahouse
The worst people in a law firm are the ones who just made partner. Let's call them Power Hungry Junior Partners.
I am working for a Power Hungry Junior Partner now. He used to be Crazy Workaholic Senior Associate (see entry of September 27) but he got the golden apple, and now he's aspiring one day to be Absent-Minded Partner (see entry of September 21). So he's a horrible cross between the two.
Here are some of the things that Power Hungry Junior Parter has said to me this week:
1. "No, I'm the Partner. I get to ask the questions. You're the Associate; you have to answer them. You don't get to ask them."
2. "I'm being mean to you for a reason. In this business, not everyone is always going to be as nice as I am, and you have to be prepared for when you get deposed."
3. "Can you summarize your research?" (2 minutes later, after I've summarized it) "You didn't answer my question. I'm not interested in listening to a summary of your research. Don't waste my time. Do we have a case for damages, yes or no?"
Then there are the hand gestures. When I'm sitting in his office talking, if he doesn't like what I'm saying, he rolls his eyes, and waves his hand as a way of telling me to get on with it. It's like he's hitting fast forward on the vcr.
And like an obedient monkey, I talk faster.
I wish I could get him on the dodge ball court. I'd pummel him to a bloody pulp.
Monday, November 22, 2004
( 1:47 AM ) teahouse
Yesterday I ran the Race to Deliver 4 Mile race in Central Park.
It was gray and cold. Perfect running weather, actually.
The highlight of the race was the fact that Joan Rivers was there to cheer us on. She made some opening remarks before the race, and was there at the finish line yelling for us.
She is a 71 year old woman. She was wearing tight leather pants, a tight shirt, dark glasses and a huge fur coat. It was 9:30 on a Sunday morning. She looked hung over. Her voice was more hoarse than usual.
At the finish line, I heard a 70-something year old man yell out, "Joan, talk to me, baby!"
She waved at him and screamed, "Hello, Pussycat!!"
What a character.
Thursday, November 18, 2004
( 9:29 AM ) teahouse
None of you will believe this story, but I swear it's true. I'm going to be doing a new sport.
I just got recruited to join my firm's dodge ball team.
When the partner asked me to join this team, to play against teams from other New York City law firms, I said, "You're kidding, right? I haven't played dodge ball since junior high school. What's next; are we joining a Red Rover league?"
Apparently, dodge ball is a sport that adults take very seriously. There's even an International Dodge Ball Federation.
The rules are pretty easy - I think as long as I can avoid getting pummeled by the ball, I'll be ok. That was never a problem in junior high. I was so skinny and small that it was easy to avoid the ball.
Well, that is, until I grew breasts. Then I turned into a larger target.
So I guess I'd better do well, or else I'll bring dishonor to my firm. We have a reputation to uphold here.
I think while we're on the subject of kids' games, we should try to start a Duck Duck Goose team. I bet I'd be good at that. I'm a fast runner.
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
( 9:14 AM ) teahouse
Something that bluepoppy left in my comments yesterday got me thinking: who are some of the people I have girl crushes on?
I'm straight. But if I weren't, or if I were a boy..I'd definitely be in love with Tina Fey. She's soooo cute. And she's so clever and witty and humorous.
I also think Elizabeth Hurley and Julia Ormond are both very beautiful. And I think Kristin Davis is the loveliest ever.
If you're a girl, who's your girl crush? And if you're a straight guy, any guys you think are cute and are willing to admit it on the Internet?
It's ok; we're all friends here.
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
( 2:02 AM ) teahouse
Ok, things are going better. I got a new cell phone. I had a nice, long, uneventful weekend.
But yes, it's 2 a.m., and yes, I can't sleep.
Here's a new best cure for insomnia: Watch the DVD of Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines. Turn on the audio commentary.
Listen to the part where Arnold Schwarzenegger goes on for 20 minutes about how he was sooo afraid of looking old and fat in his "naked birth" scene, that he put himself on a strict diet for months and months before filming.
Listen to him talk about his nutrition regimen, his grueling workout schedule, his fear of having fans compare his 57-year-old physique to the one he presented 20 years earlier in the first Terminator movie.
Realize how much he sounds like a crazy old man talking about his new diet and how it will keep him looking 21 forever.
Realize that this man is now the Governor of California.
Friday, November 12, 2004
( 12:05 AM ) teahouse
I just lost my cell phone.
I went out for a drink with friends, and when I got out of the cab and walked into the bar, I realized suddenly that I'd left my cell phone in the back seat.
This has happened to me before. The last time, a nice lady picked it up, dialed the "last dialed" number (my sister) and told her to call me at home and tell me she had my phone.
The time before that, I called it, and someone answered and said, "Don't worry; I have your phone. I'm on the corner of 34th and Lexington; you can come and get it."
The time before that, the cab driver got it and drove it back to me. I gave him a $20 bill.
. . .
Ok, ok, ok...so maybe I have lost my phone more times than the average person. Maybe I've just been lucky.
But this time, I called it and called it, and nobody picked it up.
Then, half an hour later, when I tried calling again, it started going straight to my voicemail. Which means only one thing: somebody DID pick it up...and turned it off!
I called Sprint and had them suspend the account immediately. I loved that phone, and they don't make it anymore.
I AM PISSED OFF.
So I'm not a profane or angry person by nature.
But whoever took my phone and didn't try to return it to me, didn't answer it, and TURNED IT OFF SO I COULDN'T REACH YOU, I hope you rot in hell, you motherfucker.
Thursday, November 11, 2004
( 9:30 AM ) teahouse
Good Veterans Day to all.
I think it's sad that observing today has been de-emphasized lately. If anything, it has heightened importance for us Americans during this time of war.
So am I the only one whose firm doesn't give me today as a holiday?
I thought so.
Tuesday, November 09, 2004
( 9:00 AM ) teahouse
Breakfast and Bed
A lot of people in the blogosphere like to blog about food.
I've always admired Jeremy, who has an amazing kitchen in his Manhattan apartment, and who prepares gourmet dishes and photographs them for his blog.
Just reading his blog makes my mouth water. And I'm jealous of all of his nice kitchen equipment.
Now I, on the other hand, have a tiny kitchen the size of a postage stamp, that's horribly messy. The sink is always overflowing with dishes. The counters are dirty.
On the rare occasions that I actually have time to cook, I never have the right spices. So I usually give up halfway through and order Chinese takeout.
But I do have a food story to share today! Last night I cooked one of my favorite dinners - breakfast for dinner.
I do this on occasion. I make sausage, scrambled eggs and a big mug of hot chocolate. Mmmm..
It warmed my stomach, and then I crawled into bed. Perfect.
Monday, November 08, 2004
( 9:12 AM ) teahouse
Flipping the Mattress
One of my friends said to me this weekend, "Yeah, I got so drunk last night that I peed the bed."
I said, "You what?"
"I peed the bed."
"Wait, you mean you peed in the bed or you wet the bed?"
"Yeah, that's what I said, I peed the bed!!"
I stifled a giggle. I do understand what it's like for people to make fun of how I speak (deep South girl that I am).
She's from the West Coast. Is that a local expression?
Friday, November 05, 2004
( 9:41 AM ) teahouse
This Sunday I will be watching the ING New York City Marathon, cheering on some friends who are running it.
As a member of the New York Road Runners Club, I've run the requisite number of qualifying races, and am therefore eligible to run the 2005 Marathon.
I'm still trying to decide whether I'm crazy enough to try to do it.
In the meantime, I also have to go a wedding in downtown Manhattan on Sunday. I don't know how I'm going to get there, with the traffic and road blockages.
Maybe I'll put on my running shoes and run down there.
Thursday, November 04, 2004
( 9:27 AM ) teahouse
I just passed a diner that had the following sign in the window:
No roast beef on Tuesdays.
What? Why that particular day and no other?
I'm totally fascinated with this now. I'm dying to know the whole story.
Monday, November 01, 2004
( 9:10 AM ) teahouse
The Electoral College
Well, I'm back in town, and autumn is finally here!
And yes, tomorrow is Election Day. If you will be voting, expect extensive delays and long lines! It's going to be a really close race.
And if you are still undecided, perhaps this video can help you make a choice?