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| Wednesday, August 15, 2007 |
| Emotional Reset |
Someone (TomO I think it was you) said at Eddypolusa this year that the annual event is sort of an emotional reset for him. As soon as the words left his mouth I thought: Yes! YES! That's exactly it.
In years past that reset, that sense of calm has always stayed with me for months. Not so for 2007. Faced with a boss whom I've described at length before, I came back and was working weekends, was working on my days off, was driving myself insane. The anxiety I felt between the hours of 9 and 5 was following me home, constantly nipping at my heels.
I was headed for a breakdown and I knew it.
And then the weekend arrived. A weekend that promised the company of some of my guy friends, some baseball, and some beer. Saturday found us in the second row of dead center field at Camden Yards watching Beckett pitch a masterful game - the only one the Sox won in the series. Saturday night there was some Mexican food, many MANY beers, and a lot of entertaining conversation.
After a hangover-curing greasy brunch, there was a surprise sailing trip. 4 guy friends, a cooler full of beer, and my first trip on a sail boat (yes I am the worst Rhode Islander ever). As we floated past the monuments, swam in the placid waters of the Potomac, and talked about absolutely nothing for hours on end, I felt further away from work than I had since my days on the St. Croix.
But a 2am arrival time back in NYC and a morning that came far too fast brought Monday crashing down on my head. And then I did the smartest thing I've done in a long time.
I called out sick.
A lazy day of no work, sleep, some tv watching, and more sleep found me sitting in the office yesterday morning with a slight smile on my face as my boss called me insubordinate. For planning a happy hour. After hours. For a coworker who was leaving.
I'd officially figured out how to emotionally reset myself. And damn did it feel good.
 Labels: baseball, drinking, friends, photos, Red Sox, travel, work |
posted by FINY @ Wednesday, August 15, 2007   |
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| Monday, May 07, 2007 |
| An Exercise in Pictoral Excuses |
Yes, I have been absent over the last few weeks, months, etc. But really, I've got some pretty good excuses.
First, I went to a Sox game at Yankee Stadium where I watched Dice-K pitch and the Sox win:
And ate a lot of peanuts:
After the game, I got way too wasted when the Twin showed up at Prof. Thom's after a 6 month absence. But he wasn't alone, he had the new-me with him. I held it together while at the bar, but the evening ended with me crying on the sidewalk in the Welshman's arms. Look for a post soon about the rules of post break-up behavior. I think The Twin needs a memo.
So the next day I was hoping the Sox would cheer me up when I attended the second game in the series. That didn't happen, since they lost, but at least I got to watch Wakefield pitch.
The third game in the series was watched at Thom's. Much beer was imbibed during the day. And into the night. 12 straight hours of drinking does not a good blogger make:
After a few days break in which I recovered from said weekend, I went to a very swanky and very successful Alzheimer's Association Junior Committee gala:
At which I was the PICTURE of decorum:
Two days later I was at a Cinco De Mayo party in Boston:
That didn't end until the sun was rising:
Long story short? I'm such an ass that I am not even going to promise that I'll be blogging more now (even though I will, no really, I swear).Labels: Alzheimer's, baseball, blogging, Boston, dating, drinking, misc., NYC, photos, Red Sox, sports, travel |
| posted by FINY @ Monday, May 07, 2007 |
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| Tuesday, February 27, 2007 |
| A List |
Well, I'm back, and in no state of mind to be eloquent at the moment, so instead? A list.
Things that have happened since I last posted:
* I travelled to Boston for 5 days ...
* ... and was drunk for approximately 22 out of 24 hours each day I was there.
* ... took over Pizzaria Regina with somewhere around seventeen people.
* ... took a personalized, private trolly tour that included two bar stops.
* ... drank through the many hangovers.
* ... and ended up staying an extra day so that I could ....
* Have a second interview with the Boston position I was going for.
* I returned to NYC and had a second interview with the nonprofit down here.
* I flew to LA for four days ...
* ... where I saw Bill Mahr on the street.
* ... listened to my friend's ex-boss tell stories about the Hollywood industry that I absolutely shouldn't have heard.
* ... drank Coronas while sitting on the beach. Paradise Cove in Malibu is now one of my favorite places in the world.
* ... tried Absinthe for the first time. Holy HELL does this shit hurt.
* ... basically just relaxed with some of my favorite people in the world. It was fantastic.
* ... sat a row in front of Venus Williams on my flight back, during which all I wanted to do in the world was turn around and say "Really? Jet Blue? Things that bad on the tour?!"
* After returning to NYC, became extremely confused that there was a) no alcohol in my system and b) ample time to actually sleep.
* And then yesterday ... I got a job offer. More on that later. I have not accepted it yet, as I am waiting to hear from the OTHER position I was interviewing for, but consider that your teaser. By the end of the day today, I could very well have accepted a position.Labels: photos, travel |
| posted by FINY @ Tuesday, February 27, 2007 |
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| Saturday, September 10, 2005 |
| Three Weekends of Baseball |
This is it. Today is officially the start of some serious baseball weekends. Today, thanks to Ed, I'll be enjoying (well, depending on the outcome I guess) the Red Sox v. Yankees game from about 20 rows behind home plate. Next weekend it's up to Boston to see the Sox take on the A's. The weekend after is a rather intense basebally weekend all around. Saturday day game of Sox v. Orioles in Baltimore. Night game of Mets v. Nationals in DC and then back to Baltimore for the Sunday game. Two cities, three games, two days. If that doesn't sound like heaven I don't know what does.
And I wonder why I'm broke.Labels: baseball, Red Sox, travel |
| posted by FINY @ Saturday, September 10, 2005 |
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