ah, my aching...

I have no right to be taking any time away from the 8 million things I have to do at work, but I simply cannot be asked to work at this pace any longer and must flex my brain in an alternate way than finance for a few minutes. (I should also be learning my lines, but we can see how much I feel like doing that as well….)

Hello!

Let’s have some updates, shall we?

1) A very sweet EA (Executive Assistant) here at PwC just walked over and offered me the most amazing plant yesterday. It’s awesome. It looks like a friendly Shelob. I am currently calling him Mr. Plant, although I think it is a she and I think she would like a more creative name. Perhaps I will call her Penelope. Nope. I just asked her. She/He didn’t like that at all.

2) I want chocolate every single day.

3) I did something really god awful to the stupid recurring back injury place by my shoulder (that I initially got from rock climbing MONTHS AGO) and it pinches and hurts like a mother fucker. But man oh man - a little ice and Advil go a LONG way! It feels like this horrible nubby fist that will just suddenly spike out these sharp pains. I started out trying to coax it apart by being friendly to it and asking it to please cease it’s issues and blend back into my body, like a nice back knot. But no! It’s been a total asshole and instead I have started to refer to it as a he, since it no longer actually feels like it is a part of me. When it spazzes, it feels like this nasty little foreign body that has decided to take up residence in this one part of my shoulder. I wish I could have him excised.

4) I am assuming that I did not get the Cal Shakes part since I have not heard a peep from them. :(

5) My bike and I are getting tired of the rainy season. Even with rain gear, cold and wet feet and hands are not so fun. (But it’s still better than MUNI!!!!!)

6) I met Lemony Snicket last Saturday.

7) Deborah made a very cool montage (montage! It seems like more time has passed in a montage… Montage!) of my movie’s premiere thingy: http://www.onetruemedia.com/otm_site/my_shared?z=4caf85299ae222b50897 Thank you Deborah!

8) Since I feel like perhaps I am being slightly negative today because the weather is so damned depressing and I am so freaking sensitive to these things, I would like to take a few moments to accentuate the positive: um, lets see… a) I am an employed equity actor; b) I have a super tart who was very patient about helping me and my back out last night and was even nice to me as he tried to move my totally asleep ass from the couch to the bedroom even though I think I was really whiney; c) I’ve eaten a lot of really good food over the past week; d) my aerial silk class last Friday was really kick-ass. Two people did not show up, so the class was just me, another girl and the teacher (Kerri). We got so much done! And as a special treat, Kerri decided to put on some music for us to try to do mini-routines and I have to say, it was really, really fun. And it was really nice to feel okay enough about the moves to actually ‘dance’ them in the air (as well as doing some pretty long drops!) . ok. That’s enough goodness.

9) So we have this large stuffed talking Bumble (the Abominable Snowman from the “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer” Christmas special) and at some point in the last few months, he must have fallen off his normal place on the couch and ended up wedged in this nowhere space between the couch and the cell phone holder table. Ok. So - historically Bumble has always had a big role in Christmas at the Tart house, since he usually either climbs the tree or tries to ride on the Rudolph Toy Train that goes around the tree or sits around with the presents. Ok. Cool. Well, this year, Dave and I celebrated Festivus with our Ficus plant as the ‘Tree of Honor’ and neither Bumble nor the Train ever made an appearance. We didn’t even take the ornaments out. Ok, so what is your freaking point Arwen? SO – a few nights ago, Dave and I were finishing watching the last segment of “Country Boys” (An AMAZING PBS Frontline documentary that is an absolute MUST SEE) and after the show was finished, we started talking about cleaning up for the big party and Dave said, “Honey, I hate to say it, but I think it’s time to put the Christmas stuff away.” And as soon as the word ‘away’ had left his mouth, we hear this “rahgrgrahhargghrah. Rgarhahrgugarghragh!” coming from one side of the room. We looked at each other like, “WTF!?!?!?”, and when Dave went over to investigate, he found, yep, you guessed it, Bumble! who had started talking all on his own! (You usually have to squeeze his paw in order to activate his talking mechanism.) This has never happened before. This was very odd. So we rolled with the punches and realized that Bumble was most likely very unhappy about the way we celebrated the holidays this year and when Dave pointedly asked something to that effect to the room (i.e. “Perhaps someone is unhappy that we did not get a Christmas Tree this year?) , Bumble chimed in AGAIN on his own. What makes this even more odd, is that when we rescued him from his place of obscurity and placed him under the Festivus tree, he did not make another peep all not and has not since. And it wasn’t just that his battery happened to be running out at an opportune moment. We’ve checked since, and he still makes his noises when you push on his paw. So that, my friends, is the Bumble story.

And that is also the end of this update.

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