In November 2010 I went to the NYC Chocolate Show with Bellaventa. While there we tasted a dessert wine called Essensia by Quady Winery. We then had the brilliant idea that we wanted to purchase bottles of Essensia so we obtained a printout of the local places that sell the wine and then proceeded to spend the next couple hours combing Manhattan for this wine.
We found it.
And then we said goodbye to each other and went home, because looking for that wine was kind of exhausting.
Do you know that it is almost October 2012, and I don’t know what made me do this, but tonight I opened that bottle of Essensia. But… I didn’t drink it. I just transferred it to another bottle of wine with a screw top and then rinsed the Essensia bottle and put it in the recycling.
I wonder why, after almost two years, I decided to open it but not drink it.
I wonder if I will ever drink it.
I would put money on myself that I’ll dump it out instead of drinking it, but, really, who’s going to bet against me?
My former co-worker is in nursing school and is already freaking out about her workload this semester so she asked to bail on our plans for tonight. That worked out perfectly, since my job decided to take a technology dump all over my head. We will have another day together where I will shower her with positive words and buy her yummy Mexican food and pitcher(s) of whatever she wants to drink.
I really hate that WP is so vulnerable.
It is bittersweet to see just how many people posted about DJ today.
Thank you, from me, for not forgetting. For his sake.
I love tests!
Tomorrow’s post won’t be (all) about furry kids.
Breaking News: George W. Bush Was Born on Planet Mars
See? The internet says so. Makes it true.
Posted in: Conspiracy Theories of the Fucking Idiot Kind, That’s Racist
I am acquaintance-friendly to people who work in my office building, including and especially the security guy downstairs. You don’t wanna mess with the guy who can make it really hard for you to get in the building to go to your job.
I smile and say hi or bye to him. If it’s a holiday weekend I ask him about his plans with family if it’s before the holiday or ask him how it went if it’s after. I only don’t talk to him if he’s busy when I’m coming in or leaving.
So I was really surprised when he started giving me the icy dagger stare/”fuck off and die” look last week.
I spent all weekend silently wondering why he was suddenly acting so pissy at me lately. Not just once or twice, but every single time I saw him. I even tried to say “happy weekend” to him on Friday but he glared at me then looked down.
All weekend I was waffling back and forth between confronting him vs. Just letting it go.
On the way to work this morning I decided to stop caring and assume one of the guys at work had slipped him $20 for an extended April Fool’s Day prank. Or he had been wronged by someone else and misremembered it as me having done it to him. Or I had inadvertantly done something to him I wasn’t aware of. Or he saw me talking to someone who treats him like shit and got mad at me for associating with such garbage… Or he just needed someone to hate on for absolutely no better reason than he learned the term “frenemy” that day and didn’t quite have the concept down.
When I got to work the security guy was pleasant as pie to me. No glare, just a smile and a glowing account of Sunday’s gorgeous weather. “Have a nice day” pleasantries were exchanged, and that was that.
I’m sticking with the April Fool’s Day conspiracy theory.
What a waste of worry.
I really wish I was a Cylon so I could run a diagnostic on myself when I’m stressed out but don’t know specifically why.