I left at noon yesterday for a companywide retreat to Bowlmor lanes at Union Square. I am positively awful bowler.
The most annoying part of the day was when an entire, freshly manicured thumbnail broke off into the bowling ball. The gutter ball that came directly following said tragic event was well expected. Now, I have one unpainted nail. It’s short and out of place. I never once had fingernails before this year. When I was a teenager I would buy Lee Press-On Nails and wear them around until one snapped off but I never actually had nails before. Now that they are here, I have grown used to them and quite attached to them as well. When they break, I feel a small sting of depression.
Tonight, Tobyjoe and I are heading to Bond Street Sushi with Keith and Melanie who embark on a two-week vacation to Belize tomorrow. (Lucky bastards.) Tomorrow, we’re off to watch the England/Portugal game at either Nevada Smith’s or some other dark, dingy bar, which means I will need to either run my necessary 8 miles today at 3 when I am let go from work, tomorrow before 9 am or Sunday morning.
I picked up some freelance work with The Barbarian Group, which will mean working all weekend, which I am totally OK with because I need the money. Working all weekend pretty much means a guaranteed bunch of pointless and excessively boring updates on mihow.com. I hope all those away and celebrating the fourth of July have a good time not reading Web sites and instead having fun in the sun. IF YOU’RE AN AMERICAN (sorry!), what are you doing for the fourth?