Tuesday, April 29, 2008

bees, fires and baby mama

bees- we have a swarm of baby bees outside our front door. normally this would freak me out- but i'm excited. i hope they don't get wing fungus. i'm wondering if i should report it to some bee tracking agency or something?

fires- i'm sick from the fires over in sierra madre. i woke up yesterday with a headache and ash all over my car. i kind of thought, "i wonder if there's a fire around?" but didn't listen to the radio all day. on my way home i turned on the radio and they said, "the fires over in sierra madre..." i mapped it and its 17 miles from my house. definitely close enough for the smoke to affect me, and for there to be ash on my car.

baby mama- could have been so much funnier- but turned into more of a chick flick. it wasn't bad, but i wanted to laugh the whole way through. i think the parts are definitely better than the whole. what was more amusing was the woman sitting behind us who talked to the screen through the whole movie- about how the process happens. "ha, that's not how that works." "uh un, that's not how it happens." "no, she wouldn't really do that." etc. maureen turned to me and asked, "how many times do you think she's done this?"

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Entertaining the out of town contingent-

I've had a two visitors since my move to LA. Rebecca has come twice, and my best friend Tricia is here on business this week. I always feel slightly pressured to make sure they have a good time, and I take them to places that aren't too touristy, but are also trendy and fun.

Tonight we (Leslie and I) tried to take Tricia to Katsuya http://www.sbeent.com/katsuya/ for sushi (no, I don't eat it, but they have great teriaki.) BIG MISTAKE- we get there and are told that we only have one other table ahead of us. An hour later we still don't have a table. We see other people being seated, but not us. We're told if you don't have a reservation you can only sit at the sushi bar, and we had to wait for 3 spots at the sushi bar to open up at once. I went outside and called the restaurant and tried to call to make a restaurant and was told first available was 11PM. Silly us thinking Wednesday night wasn't going to be too crowded. But Tricia got to see the interior, and there were pap waiting outside (we never did figure out who was there, or whether they were just waiting thinking someone would come.)

By 9:15 we gave up and left and went to Malo, our old stand by. Malo is trendy, East Side trendy, but trendy. No celebrity sightings there for Tricia (I always feel like I'm supposed to provide guests with celebrity sightings.) even though we have seen Geena Davis and Michaela Conlin (Angela from "Bones") there.

My next visitor is my mother. I'm racking my brain for the perfect stuff to do with her. What restaurants would be good, where would I take her to see a celebrity? What's "LA" without being "touristy?"

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

the title works. Below not so much.

've'be spent all day trying to figure out how to post to my blog from my iphoneiPhone. iI think this particular feature might be more trouble than its worth.i

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Do you ever...

have those nights when you get home from work and you're too exhausted, mentally and physically, to bother changing out of your clothes, washing your face and brushing your teeth? because tonight could be one. it was a mentally draining day for me on several levels. no matter how much i work, i can't catch up. one thing after another piles up, and there's only so much i can do, and i can only work so hard without burning myself out, so it just keeps piling up. i can't even take a mental health day because when i come back, there's too much piled up from me being gone. i hate leaving for meetings because meetings mean a) i'm bringing back more work to the office and b) its 2 hours that i'm not at the office actually getting stuff done.

i'm going to go in and brush my teeth and wash my face, because i'll force myself to. but it would be so easy to just crawl into bed and wake up tomorrow morning.