I recently received a wedding invitation for two friends...who I didn't even realize were dating. Strange. Pretty sure that is a wedding I shouldn't have been invited to.
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A couple of weeks ago, my apartment's toilet broke. We put in a call to the Super, but then I jerry-rigged it with some jewelry wire and felt like Lady MacGyver. Pretty, pretty proud of myself. (Good thing me and my jewelry wire were on the scene, too, because our Super has yet to stop by for permanent repairs. Sheesh.)
I woke up this morning - after a fitful night's sleep, which has unfortunately become my new normal - with a Tori Amos song stuck in my head. I can't remember hearing this song recently; can't remember the last time I really listened to Tori (college?). Where did it come from? The mind is a weird and wonderful thing.
I got called for jury duty next month and I'm unreasonably excited about it. I haven't served at all in New York, but back in Boston I was on the jury of a murder trial. It was all-at-once fascinating and horrible and awesome and gut-wrenching. If I get put on a trial this time around, I'll get another educational & up-close look at our justice system. If not, I still get to sit in a room (that is not my cubicle) with free wi-fi, surrounded by people (who are not my co-workers) in a building (that is not my office) for a day. Win-win!