Details, Details

So I have like my first free 15 minutes of the school year here, and I thought I'd try to write my entry while I was still lucid, as opposed to when I get home and have no brain cells left. I'm typing it as text, which usually looks peculiar when I paste it into blogger, for some reason. Go figure. It's my day for computers to fuck me up anyway.

There's not much more to tell about my big city adventure. I drove to R's and got there by 4 for a 4.30 train, because I am me. Since I always used to take pictures of the station while waiting for K to come in from DC, I took this one for you all of the little platform down the street from R's apartment while I was waiting:



I like trains, so the ride was not unpleasant, about 40 minutes. I think it's usually closer to 30, but we slowed down here and there. It was rush hour, but at that hour everyone is usually rushing the other way.

I told you yesterday what happened when I got into the city. Then I walked one long block alongside the main New York City post office, which let me tell you is one freaking huge building. And then only part of the next block to her office. I checked in at security, where one of her colleagues was waiting for the people coming in for the event, and she said "Oh, hi Mrs. R's mom!" Which was cute. And then I went upstairs, where I began to get similar reactions from all her other colleagues, including none of them needing to see my photo I.D. because they knew who I was by looking at me.

Found R, who took me into the studio where the event was being held. On my way, I passed a very cool control room as well as a display case full of Emmy and Peabody awards. Never been that close to such a thing before.

The event itself was interesting and, if I may say so, beautifully put together and coordinated (by my kid.) I sat at the table with pleasant and chatty people, so I was fine. There were many women there who are themselves survivors of heart disease, which, did you know, is the number 1 killer of women in the U.S.? Everybody thinks it's breast cancer because that gets so much attention, but it's heart disease. One if four American women die of heart disease.

Anyway, we got out about 9.30, which meant we just missed the 9.30 train, but we sat at the station and chilled until the 10.30. I got home to my house about 11.30. So, a real late night out for me!

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My great I.D. card ordeal is just about over. As I sit here in school at about 11.30 am, I have 5 more to do out of the whole school, and as these 5 are either chronically absent or haven't responded to every other appeal for them to come here, I'm not keeping my hopes up. Maybe I'll get 'em, and maybe I won't. I'd like to go back to doing my real job, please.

Speaking of which, the new library software is still not operating at 100%, and the two tech people I spoke to this morning were really more of the not-my-problem sort of folk. I wasn't too happy with that. I have a few more local options to pursue, and then I have to call in the big guns.

And I am feeling chubby today, too, which is not my favorite feeling. Like my bulges are showing more. Maybe just to me. You never know.

WATCHING DR. PHIL :: ENTRY #1597