No, I didn't drop off the planet due to a very specific loss of gravity. No, I didn't lose my fingers In a freak thumb wrestling accident. No, I didn't become Amish and shun the ways of modern technology.
The truth is I got super busy at work and most of my free time was spent sleeping. Like, the month of December, I had a total of 4 days off, 3 if you don't count Christmas day. I worked 113 hours into a two week paycheck period. I had several 11 hour days. Then it was Christmas, then it was new years, now we're here.
The Boyfriend and I went to Thanksgiving dinner at Diane's house, Christmas parties for our respective works, we had Christmas together in California because neither of us had time to go home...I'm heading to Minnesota at the end of January. We celebrated new years, first with a big crowded party bar thing at Universal Studio City Walk, and the abandoned that for a quiet drink in a small bar for the actual countdown to midnight. The bar was better.
Here is a bunch of pictures.
And most recently participated in the pantsless subway ride.
Speaking of pants...(see, transition)
It is under my careful observation that there is no perfect pair of gray jeans. I've looked for the better part of four years for a pair of gray jeans that I liked. I had a pair, but every time I wore them it reminded me of David Bowie's pants in Labyrinth, and I am no David Bowie.
So, after buying and then returning several pairs because I refuse to try most things on because I'm impatient and hate stores...I finally found a pair that will get me by.
But seriously, why is it so hard!?!!!!?! Most are too low, unless I want to dress like I'm 13 again, which I don't. Nobody wants to see my underwear when I sit down, the irony of that statement just a few paragraphs down from the pantsless subway ride picture. There is a time and a place for everything, and sitting is not the time or place for underwear. Also, I am not a 13 year old fashionista. I just want a pair of gray jeans that fit like the skinny jeans I own and love, just like that but in gray rather than blue.
So the ones I found weren't too low, too tight, and didn't invoke memories of 80s muppet movies..the problem? THEY HAVE NO FRONT POCKETS!!!!!!!!!! They LOOK like they have font pockets, but it's a lie. The pants lie. So, I still continue my search for the perfect gray jeans. Captain Ahab surrounded by the endless sea. Call me Ishmael. [insert Moby Dick in my pants joke here]
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...anyway, here's to more regular posts again, now that my work has gone back to normal person hours.
