Today is my last day of work in New York City. I have cleaned my desk, removed the cubicle flair and thrown out mountains of paperwork that I always suspected I wouldn't need and now know that I don't.
On June 14th, I will be leaving my Cave in Inwood and will set forth to the Mountainous Lands of Colorado. Between the hours of packing and cleaning, Kat and I will be rushing about the City doing all those things we thought of doing yet kept putting off. It's interesting how many involve food...
Well, I'd better get down to the conference room and enjoy my Going Away breakfast. I hope there's some O.J..
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Friday, June 08, 2007
Thursday, July 07, 2005
Good to be - *COUGH*
My pilgrimage to the land of the midnight sun has been completed and I am glad to be
*cough*...
Excuse me... where was I? Ah yes, I am glad to be back in my beloved
*COUGH*
... maybe I need a glass of water. It's just that this frigging-
*COUGH-COUGH*
air in New York-
*HACK-HACK-COUGH-WHEEZE*
I arrived at JFK airport on Wednesday, flush with relief at my return home. The sliding doors swished and parted and I stepped into the great outdoors- then we wavered in our tracks. The air was thick with moisture and the stain of stale oil and exhaust. It was as if the air was hostile. After spending a couple of weeks abroad, I'd forgotten how Third-World the cities of America have become regarding air quality. Based on what I saw in Stockholm, if it takes a little socialism in a democracy to make corporations improve their water and air quality, I'd take it over this tepid mess any day.
I am happy to be home. Really.
Sweden was amazing, the wedding was cool and the breadth of egos on display was grossly-disappointing.
Is that obtuse enough? I got to visit with an old friend, befriend some amazing Swedes and revisit old friendships that helped me to find closure in ways I'd never expect.
Yep. Got the cryptic, scrambling device running full-bore here.
There will be much, much more to talk about. My paperwork is everywhere and I've gotta sort this shit out before I start applying digits-to-keyboards.
I need some sleep.
*cough*...
Excuse me... where was I? Ah yes, I am glad to be back in my beloved
*COUGH*
... maybe I need a glass of water. It's just that this frigging-
*COUGH-COUGH*
air in New York-
*HACK-HACK-COUGH-WHEEZE*
I arrived at JFK airport on Wednesday, flush with relief at my return home. The sliding doors swished and parted and I stepped into the great outdoors- then we wavered in our tracks. The air was thick with moisture and the stain of stale oil and exhaust. It was as if the air was hostile. After spending a couple of weeks abroad, I'd forgotten how Third-World the cities of America have become regarding air quality. Based on what I saw in Stockholm, if it takes a little socialism in a democracy to make corporations improve their water and air quality, I'd take it over this tepid mess any day.
I am happy to be home. Really.
Sweden was amazing, the wedding was cool and the breadth of egos on display was grossly-disappointing.
Is that obtuse enough? I got to visit with an old friend, befriend some amazing Swedes and revisit old friendships that helped me to find closure in ways I'd never expect.
Yep. Got the cryptic, scrambling device running full-bore here.
There will be much, much more to talk about. My paperwork is everywhere and I've gotta sort this shit out before I start applying digits-to-keyboards.
I need some sleep.
Sunday, June 26, 2005
the Archipelagos of Sweden
I have retreated into the wilds of Sweden. I hope to offer some blogging insights to my attendance at a Swedish wedding on July 2nd, but they might have to wait until my return on July 6th.
If you have any dire advice to offer in the days ahead, please feel free to offer a comment or two.
Take care,
Deckard
If you have any dire advice to offer in the days ahead, please feel free to offer a comment or two.
Take care,
Deckard
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