9 days left!

i quit my job last friday. this means that i only have 9 more days left before i get to run screaming from the hellhole that i've been working in for over a year. every second i spend at work feels like an eternity now. i can't WAIT until my exit interveiw, though - i'm going to give HR an earful... no breaks, working 6,7,8,9 days in a row without a day off, i could go on and on. but for now i jsut keep repeating "9 days left. 9 days left." 9 DAYS LEFT!

i got back from vacation 1 week ago today, and i've been avoiding the grocery store. i have no milk, no bagels, no veggies, no cream cheese, no regular cheese, and did i say no bagel? ugh. i have about a thousand other errands to run today, too, and i really don't want to leave my house.

also one week ago today - the simon and garfunkel concert. it was fucking AWESOME - not nessecarily the words you would hear connected to a reunion tour of a sixties folk duo, but fucking AWESOME is about all i can say. it was sone of those shows where every note blows you away, where you spend every second on the edge of your seate, trying to breathe the music in. totally worth the (rather expensive) ticket price.

on a totally random note - i love the internet. i just watched tonight's episode of the OC (my new favorite show) about 10 hours before it airs! ahhh, the age of technology is grand. ;-)