Her Ladyship

Notes from the gutter.

Friday, July 17, 2009

Just like the olden days

I have a work-ish happy hour tonight* and afterwards I'm supposed to meet up with a friend for drinks. Possibly food, too, as a liquid dinner never really turns out for the best. Anyways, this friend who I'm supposed to meet has left her cell phone at home, so we had to pre-arrange a meeting time AND place. ???? What is up with that? Reminds me of how plans used to be (relatively) concrete, where you knew a) who you were meeting up with, b) when, c) where, and d) what time. Not necessarily e) why, but that's okay. Now it's all free and easy, I'll call you when I know more what's going on, etc. And don't even get me started on twittering and the like of your whereabouts. If I want your company, I will let you personally know. After I finish yelling at the kids to get offa my lawn so's I can watch my stories.

* That means it's with former colleagues, so I guess technically it counts as networking, but I doubt we'll do anything more than pass around unsubstantiated rumors about our previous place of employ.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Being damned with faint praise

23 and I spent yesterday window-shopping up and down 14th Street. After having covered most of the U Street corridor, we decided that a nice cold beer would be perfect. So we go to Nellie's and cozy up to the bar. The bartender, per usual, asked for our IDs. He looked at them, then at us, and gasped, "You guys look good for your age!" Backpedalling, he tried again: "I mean, you don't look anywhere near as old as you are!" Um, thanks?

Thursday, July 02, 2009

The new meeting-place

Move over, Starbucks: I had the best business meeting yesterday at Hello Cupcake. I had the death by chocolate cupcake, whose divine chocolate-ness put me in such a daze that I left my wallet on the table when I headed back to my office. If it weren't for the kindness of one of their employees who chased me down the street with it, I'd be ID-less for my trip to Texas this weekend. Not good.

I am so looking forward to tomorrow. I fly out to SA to see The Texan, Shrapnel, and Che for the first time in six weeks. That's the longest I've ever been separated from any of them. We're going to drive down to Corpus to spend the 4th on the beach. Of course, we're getting up at the crack of dawn to try and avoid the worst of the heat (SA has been undergoing temperatures over 100 degrees for the past week; all of South Texas is one big tinder-box). We're trying to hold off on planning too much for the weekend, as I'm only there for a few days. And he'll be out to DC to visit me in August. Still, very excited!!!!