i do have a partially-written draft saved about my experience at my company's fashion show last Friday, but have felt uninspired to finish it. (basically i freaked out for three weeks about what to wear and what would go wrong—scenes of Ugly Betty danced in my head—but then it wound up being pretty amazing and trauma-free. and i got a front row seat, by some cosmic mix-up. i definitely felt cool and glamorous... for five minutes.)
in other news, i've still been hardcore about going to the gym every morning and feel proud of myself for it. it's getting darker and darker at 6 am, yet after about 30 seconds of denial that it's actually morning already, i get myself out of bed and dressed and on my way to the gym. the only other people out and about at that hour are dog owners. so it's me with my Red Bull walking amongst them and their collection of pups. it's sort of funny. anyway, i forgot how much i used to love going to the gym regularly. i'm glad i'm back. especially because i hosted a little shindig at my apartment last Friday for the girls and it was Dolch's birthday so i baked a butter cake from scratch and made my own dark chocolate frosting. we each had a piece that night, and i sent them all home with cake doggy bags, but there was still a big chunk left on my cake plate, more than a quarter of the cake for sure. by Sunday afternoon it was all gone. i should have just thrown it away, i know, but i also know that i would've gone diving into the trash can five minutes later trying to salvage it because i am not the kind of girl who throws away dessert.
anyway. i would have felt very bad about myself and all the weekend cake gorging if it weren't for my newly reestablished gym habit. (that was the point of that anecdote.)
and speaking of the weekend, i DVRd SNL while i was out Saturday night and watched the Palin/Clinton skit as soon as i woke up Sunday morning. it exceeded my already-high expectations. it was perfect. i wish someone would put Tina Fey and Amy Poehler on the ballot for chrissakes. i seriously think i would vote for them. they seem much smarter (and are definitely funnier) than any current candidate. and they probably understand the economy just as well.
wait, let me stop here. i can't even think about politics right now without feeling rageful.
so let's go from rageful to woeful. you've probably heard that Yankee Stadium is two days away from being a former ballpark. i'd sort of shoved the everything related to the Yanks to the recesses of my brain because this season has just been too painful and disappointing to deal with consciously. but today, because it's all over the news—and because i found out my Uncle Mark and cousin Scott will be there Sunday night for the last game—i'm thinking about it again, and feeling sad. to me, right now, the new Stadium feels like yet another thing wrong with the world, another manifestation of corporate greed. apparently there's controversy over exactly who's been paying for this ridiculously priced new stadium (which i think looks cold and too museum-like for a real ballpark) and yesterday online i saw elaborate illustrations of all the new park's various suites. one word comes to mind: excessive. and another word: unnecessary.
so, yeah. i'm sad. i'm sad to lose the Stadium. and i'm sad i'll never be inside it again. i think i'll probably cry Sunday night watching the game on ESPN. sometimes there is crying in baseball.
OK. that's all the random thoughts i can stuff into one entry at the moment. hope they suffice. enjoy the last weekend of summer. Christmas decorations will be available in all major stores on Monday.
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