Your job: I go from feeling confident that my job/company are okay to being completely freaked out that I will come to work tomorrow morning and find a boarded up office. I don't even have to watch the news to find out about layoffs and cutbacks because information about this stuff hits my email before it even hits the newspapers. I am sick and tired of being a receptionist, but I think I've resigned myself to weathering this storm as best I can from behind this desk.
Your ideal vacation: My ideal vacation is not the one I just had in Hawaii. While it was great to lie on the beach and read silly books for a straight week, I feel like I saw a resort and not Hawaii. I like to stay in cheap hotels and make the locals tell you where they would go to eat and drink. Actually, my ideal vacation is the one I had in Cinque Terre, Italy. I met some great people who were travelling alone. The hostel was full so we asked one of the guys at the desk where we could stay and went and talked to some old woman in a restaurant. We ended up in a beautiful apartment, ate dinner in the same restaurant and ended up drinking wine with the cook until 4am. The next day we went hiking along sea cliffs and drank beer in every town we came to. That is the kind of vacation I love.
Favorite movie (mwahhahahahah!): This is an evil topic! A few, in no particular order:
Casablanca - I truly believe this is one of the best scripts ever written. How do you get so many memorable scenes and great one liners in one movie?
The Diving Bell and the Butterfly - Both for the beauty of the film and the way it made me cry for 20 minutes in the corner of the theatre when it was over. The scenes between the old dad and the son killed me.
Rope - My favorite Hitchcock. I love the psychology of this movie and I get to reference it a lot in conversation!
There are more, but I can't think of any!
On living FAR from "home" (discuss): To tell you the truth, living so far from home is not as hard as I thought it would be (given the situations that arise from time to time and make my family nutty). I don't like talking to my parents and hearing how tired and depressed they sound and knowing that I can't even be there to make sure they're eating. I love Seattle and I don't plan on leaving in the forseeable future. That being said, as my parents get older and, depending on where my brother's life takes him, it will be harder and harder to be so far away. I do see myself moving back towards the southeast at some point. I figure I have a good 10 - 15 years to do my own thing before the task of taking care of my brother gets passed on to me. As I told Scott, "when my parents die, I will suddenly have a kid who's only 3 years younger than me."
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
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