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khalid: why don't you ever want apricots? they are sooooo good.
me: well one time i overdid it and ate an enormous container of dried apricots. you can imagine the effects. i haven't had an apricot for years.
k: but they are soooo goooooooood.
m: look, i don't want to get diarrhea.
k: okay, try it, and i promise you won't get diarrhea.
m: i don't want to.
k: just have it, you'll like it, and if you get diarrhea, i swear i will wipe your ass.
now that is true love.
one day i will work in a place where i will not have to ask "what is that SMELL?!?!?!" every other day, and where i will not get holes in every single shirt i own right along the line of my belly button where my shirt hits the lab bench.
tomorrow morning i will be making my first strides to find this new workplace - i have a meeting with a museum director. think happy thought around 9 am chicago time!
dear "the man",
you win. i should have known better than to go up against you. no matter what, you will always keep us down. i thought i had you beat when i got away with the year's worth of free faculty parking. but you more than made up for that in the $300 in towing costs accrued in the last 3 days. it's time to come clean. i give up.
resignedly,
meisa, a mere weakling in your presence
despite the 104 degree weather, i had a fabulous weekend. anne was in town for an exam she had to take and took the opportunity to spend some quality time with me.
she'd been in chicago several times before, so there wasn't much she hadn't seen, but millenium park was definately not around last time she was here. so we headed down there saturday nite after eating at dinotto's - a most lovely italian restaurant around north and wells. i'm salivating thinking about the grilled calimari and this really cool crispy risotto, and oh, the torta mela. mmmmmmm. this entry was not meant to be about food, but oh, the food there! yum yum yum.
okay, back to what i was saying. millennium park. super cool at night. i'd only ever been during the day, but it was awesome. i swear, one of these days, i'm going to get my bathing suit on and party with all the kids in the fountain. anyone up for it?
anyhow, it was getting late, and we were pretty exhausted after that. khalid mentioned checking out the fireworks on navy pier, but we poo-poo-ed the idea in favor of going home to sleep. but low and behold, on our drive home on lake shore, we caught all the fireworks! talk about luck!
so where does the camel come into this entry? well, again, whilst driving around southport and waveland we stopped at a stop sign, only to see crossing in front of us, a camel. note i said southport and waveland in chicago - not saudi arabia.
and we stood valiantly by our hoods.
but then an hour later...
i finished harry potter. i read nearly 200 pages at work yesterday (i should have known i wouldn't be able to resist it if i brought it in) and then the last 200 pages at home. i don't plan on spoiling it for any of you who are in the midst of reading it, so i won't say much. just this - i'm sad. of course because, as we all know, someone dies, and their death made me sad. but mostly i'm sad because it is over. as juliebutt said, it's like a friend has moved away.
hey, look, i'm an only child, there's nothing wrong with having books as friends.
this past week was perfect. wake up, eat, lie on beach, eat, take a nap, eat, go to bed. can't get much better than that. in between i sprinkled in a little puzzle action, reading 3 books, and shopping. but that's not all. I LEARNED TO RIDE A BIKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
khalid took on the task that many have tried, and many have failed. some credit must be given to the bike that was at the beach house. for the first time since trying out my luck on the pink sea princess, i had a bike that was actually my size. some credit must be given to me for not making tons of excuses like i usually do when people eagerly ask "do you want to learn to ride a bike?" but most all of the credit must be given to khalid. he was an incredible teacher - endlessly patient. and in the end, i was cruising on my own. i'm still a little shaky starting and can't really turn very well, but for the most part, i got it. yay! to my fellow new biker in her twenties, mojan, do you need a biking partner? is it okay if khalid still runs along side us in case i get scared? :)
whoever invented nougat is a genius.
why is it that when you know you are leaving for vacation, your mind takes off days before your vacation technically starts? a note to my brain: you are still in evanston. you are at work right now. you don't get on the plane until tomorrow. stop thinking about laying on the beach and get to work!!!!
so in case i don't post tomorrow...have a lovely coming week. i know i will!
thank you mrs. johnson and mrs. leeper.
for had you not assigned that ever so painful research project on george gershwin, i would not have gotten the correct answer to the question of the day at evanston creamery, and i would not have gotten a free ice cream. so all of you out there who think your high school research projects were utterly useless - most of you are right. but some of you will get a free ice cream.
btw, the question was "in what movie did george gershwin's song "'s wonderful" appear?"
answer: an american in paris
yesterday i celebrated america's birthday by staying in bed for 20 consecutive hours and wallowing in my own filth. okay, so i wasn't really that filthy, but i like to say i was wallowing in my own filth. and when khalid came home from work that evening, i could see that slight bit of disgust in his expression when i responded no to his inquiry as to whether or not i had brushed my teeth yet. i blame this slightly on him, as it was in small part thanks to him that i didn't really have to get up. he very sweetly brought me cereal in the morning, and then came home from work with lunch that he picked up on his way home. so really, would you have gotten up just to brush your teeth? i think not.
i took pity on him and finally showered and brushed my teeth before we went out to watch the fireworks. i guess it's okay for me to smell myself, and still kind of okay for him to have to smell me, but i'd rather not knock out the general public out to watch the fireworks. although...hmmmmm...it might have prevented all the annoying people from sitting next to us on the lakefront. there's always next year!
i just love having him come home to me every night.