these days of leiderhosen

My favorite intimate meals seem to always end in a spirited food fight. (What else are steamed vegetables for?) Thank god we had already eaten the coucous and lamb stew. I am such the lucky girl to have a Marx Brother of my very own in residence. Am feeling that yoga class from yesterday. The itty bitty muscles between my ribs ache. When I breathe. Can't wait to go and do that again! The interview with ACS went really as well as it could have, although I found the Director a bit stiff. Kim Moreland and Ben Hippen have utterly wrecked my life; the bar for co-workers is really mighty high after knowing them for so long. Great, fantastic, funny, brilliant people, I tell you. I think my favorite interview answer to "What kind of work environment do you like?" is "With terrific, fabulous, world-class people." I have been so lucky. I love you . And you . And you .

It's early and I don't much feel like getting into the complete diagram-able sentences thang. So, my love, go get your beautiful sweet self another cup of something warm and tasty and consider the subject of my sentences implied. Go on. I'll wait. You know I love EBay. Looooove EBay. Love it. Fearless avid user, hap-hap-happy customer of the World's Most Unlikely Business Model. I have not bid on an EBay auction since my dough started running out in earnest in early November. Maybe even sooner. Please tell the adorable red flats, the ticky-tacky disco-happy gold platforms and those darling Frye boots I can't see them right now. Busy, broke, got interviews.... you know the drill. Thanks, Doll. I'll be in here, being very quiet. Love you. So fab. Today, I have an interview with American Cancer Society; Friday I have a second with UCSF. Totally prepped for this. Kim even sent on three adjectives, lest I lose my head again. The Steven (bless him) dragged me kickin...