Glorious Choices

I did not come into work until 10 this morning. I took off 2 hours for mental health.

I think it is important to take off in the middle of the work week, every one in awhile. I think it reminds you that no matter how unpleasant you may find your job, it is your choice to be there. You choose to get up and go to work everyday. And though you may not always enjoy your choice...the fact that you get to make it is pretty cool.

I almost chose not to go to grad class last night, I was so stressed out. But I'm glad I did, as I got a pretty good ego boost. I read the first page of my short story (draft 3) outloud in class. Everyone laughed in the right places and when I was done, there was a silence.

Then my professor (in all his quiet James Spader-eque glory) said: That was very good. You've written short fiction before?

And all felt wonderful and good in the world.

New favorite thing: My Eats, Shoots and Leaves 2006 calendar that I couldn't help purchasing at the Literacy Works, Inc. Book Bash that I volunteered at on Sunday night. I'm in no way a Grammar Nazi- I suspect that sometimes my loose relationship with grammar embarrasses the rest of the writing community (or at least it would if they knew I existed)- but this woman is hilarious! Also, me volunteering at a Book Bash is like a sex addict completing his/her community service by helping out at a brothel.

If I ever get married (and I probably will, I seem like that kind of girl) I want peppermint patties in the room with me and my bridesmaids while we're dressing. I find them very soothing. Of course, I won't find it very soothing if someone grinds chocolate into my dress...