MARCH 23rd

What does that day mean to you? Thanks to our friends at Wikipedia, I found out it's the anniversary of:
1. Patrick Henry's "give me liberty or give me death" speech (1775)
2. The first recorded use of "ok" as an abbreviation for "oll korrect" in the Boston Morning Post (1839)
3. The birthdays of Joan Crawford, Akira Kurosawa, and Ric Ocasek (1905, 1910, 1949, respectively)

However, right now I couldn't care less about the above. Because on March 23rd, 2006.....the Giant right next to my house is reopening!! That's right folks, rejoice in the glory that is a nearby grocery store. Imagine it-bin after bin of fresh produce, row upon row of milk and juice, racks and racks of trashy tabloids. It's like the gods on Mt. Olympus heard my pleas and decided "well, we've kept her single this long. The least we could do is reopen the Giant."

Now, I know what you're thinking. Big deal, it's a freaking grocery store. So true, and yet so false. To quote George Harrison, "it's been a long, cold, lonely winter." And I can't count the number of times I've had cheese sandwiches, quesadillas, or stuffing for dinner because that's the only thing in my fridge/cupboard and I haven't made it to a supermarket in 3 weeks. Now I have no excuse not to eat a healthy, satisfying meal every night--except I hate to cook and I can't get Shannon to make me anything. But whatever, details.

So yes, rest assured that if you do come to visit me the food will be plentiful. And don't worry, I'll still make the weekend treks to Trader Joe's just for the chocolate covered pretzels. Those things are like crack.

Seacrest OUT!

You know what's a fun game and in no way excruciatingly long and/or geeky? RISK. I played that this weekend with Lauren, Brian, Shannon, & Alex (I just realized I'm physically unable to say their names in any different order-weird). Now if you know any of us, you can probably figure out where this ended up, but I'll fill you in anyway. Lauren "the kamikaze" was the first one out after a failed attempt to wrestle North America from Brian. If only she'd had the support of the natives. In true American style, she held on to her Middle East interests until the bitter end. Shannon was fairly omnipresent in Eastern Asia but suffered from diminished troop levels and quit the game to go knit. I, apparently, missed my calling as a military strategist and layed low in Europe until I was strong enough to take over Africa and most of the former Soviet bloc. And then I quit because of the aforementioned geekiness and boredom that started to overtake me. Plus it was freaking 1AM.

Although quitting a game isn't the most mature thing to do, I have to believe it's a step up from my normal approach to competition which mainly consists of bitching and whining if I'm losing and COMPLETELY lording it over you if I'm winning. It's who I am.

Was this at all interesting? It's ok, you can say no. I won't be hurt. Much. I guess board games of world domination are like golf-more fun to play than watch. If it helps, just imagine the Seinfeld episode where Kramer and Newman are playing RISK. "The Ukraine is weak my friend."

What's that? Oh, sorry. I couldn't hear you with the door shut in MY OFFICE!! That's right bitches, they've given me an office to go with my spanking new promotion. I think working somewhere that is completely enclosed and features a hinged door (no more bead curtains!) means I've completely entered adulthood. Adultdom? Adultness? Clearly my vocabulary has not improved. Actually, I take it back. Being an adult must mean that you don't bring along your laundry when you drive 250 miles to visit your family just so you can save $3.

In honor of Dwight Schrute, I will put up a sign that calls it my workspace while still calling it my office, only to be mocked by fellow co-workers. If you didn't see that episode of The Office, you're missing out. (Those of you out of the country and forced to watch neverending showings of Jean Claude Van-Damme flicks are excused)

Anyone who is concerned about my eternal damnation/karmic quality will be happy to know that Erica and I have Feng Shui-ed it up. My abundance corner is overflowing with goodies and my knowledge corner has a picture of Duke. Don't worry Jennifer, I'm working on my intimacy corner (at Erica's aghast look I removed the Far Side cartoon that featured a crashing plane-I'm still learning!!).

So that's that. I'm just a hop, skip and a jump from the cushy corner office. Well, a hop, skip, jump and about 20 years.