Hello people. 

I'm on the second full day of my lemonade fast and I don't know what's going on here, but I actually feel pretty terrific. Execptionally calm, not especially hungry, in a reasonably good mood, a little ethereal. Plus I lost 3 pounds, yo. That's about all that warrants in the way of discussion, except that squeezing lemons all the time suuucks. 

I left work early today for the first time in forever, and just kinda snuck out around quarter to 5. I told one of my co-workers that I had an appointment in case my boss (a very picky, though brilliant, svp who takes being in the office verrrrrry seriously) came by looking for me. Well, even though he has not set foot in our department in maybe two weeks, of course tonight was the night he came by and threw an impromptu staff meeting. To tell everyone that he's hired a new VP to manage all of us, so essentially I've just gotten a demotion. Awesome! I hate new bosses. 

It is super warm in boston tonight, at least for us, and I've taken this opportunity to wear the "hanging around the boat" outfit that I've had in my head for a bit. Jammy shorts, tank top, legwarmers. Its such a ridiculous outfit, and I find myself walking around and catching sight of myself in the mirror and posing and making faces at myself while admiring my tattoo. I can have so much fun alone it might not be right. 

I thought I had so much to say, but I guess I don't really. I rented the first 2 discs of the Tudors because I have a deeply girly fascination with kings and princes and princesses and jewels (!) lately, and i want to hang out alone in my fun rollerskating outfit and smoke cigarettes and drink lemonade and play make pretend about royalty. Its shaping up to be a super terrific night. 

also:

Song I had in my head today: Ghettoblaster