i am all sorts of stressed about my intern pitch this afternoon. send happy thoughts my way.
things i adore:
- my sister. she is awesome to begin with, plus she got up at 5:30 this morning to take me to the airport. there is no better sister in the world than katie.
- my sister’s fiance. he is awesome, and funny, and too good at foosball, and bought me chik-fil-a. the only fault i have found to date is that joel has no older brother.
- crate and barrel.
things that amuse me:
- daniel’s father. picture the absent-minded professor and you will picture daniel’s dad. tufts of white hair, glasses that make his eyeballs look larger than life, a goofy smile, a faraway look, and a german accent.
- daniel’s mother, who has the coolest accent in her voice. it sounds very regal.
- virginia’s father, who used to be in the alabama state legislature and will henceforth scream “politician!” every time i look back at the pictures from the wedding.
- silly string.
- the mayor of opelika, who made us breakfast.
- the marlins winning the world series. seriously, what is up with that? i’m glad it wasn’t the yankees, but come on, the marlins??
- the wedding photographer, who had to try to do his job amidst a reception full of semi-professional photographers, including the groom himself.
- the bathroom that jen and i shared. it had no shower, but two bathtubs. i guess so that we could take baths together. but no bubble bath.
things that annoy me:
- george bush intercontinental airport. construction is everywhere, and their signage is so bad that last thursday i parked in not the hourly parking, but also not the economy parking. apparently i was in long-term parking, which is a whopping $12 a day. as i pulled out of the parking lot this morning, already stressed about my pitch and groggy from getting up early, i was hit with a $51 parking bill. holy crap.
- it is colder today in houston than it is in atlanta or auburn.
- the mayor of opelika, who locked me out of my room for hours.
- suits. i’ve made it 25 years without a suit, through interviews and presentations and the like, and i think i’ve done pretty well for myself. so why did i suddenly allow people to convince me that i need one? i don’t know. jackets make me look stupid. instead, i bought just a skirt, and am wearing that for my pitch.
hmm. those lists aren’t complete, but it’s all i can think of at the moment.
