To paraphrase Dauro (and that Dylan guy), I ain't gonna work on Judy's farm no more!
Last day of AGA work has come and gone. I got muffins and 'squagles.' Judy, my boss whos in Hong Kong, called me at home Thursday night. Did she say anything nice? No, just called to bitch and moan about... sumthun er ruther. I spent all day repeating the same bullshit about enjoying everything and promising to miss people. I felt like I was signing the high school yearbooks of people I didnt know and didnt really like. Fuck it.
Now I'm freeeeee! Had happy hour last night with Holly, Steve, and Keli--some of my favorite work people--along with Felicia and David, then David and I stuffed ourselves silly at Matchbox, mmmmmm. I'll be going there again.
So the plan now? My first day of work at the new place is July 5th. On June 21, next Wednesday, I'm flying down to Florida for a week. If you will be in Florida at that time, drop me a note and maybe we can meet up. The weekend is pretty filled with Father's Day stuff (by the way, Father's Day is this Sunday, like tomorrow. Call your dad. He'll appreciate it), but the rest of the time is still pretty open. There's a possible trip down to West Palm area, but that is as of yet unconfirmed.
When I get back, my brother may come up to the District, but that also is unconfirmed. I've discovered that my family isn't great at planning ahead on things that we can put off planning until later. This tends to irritate people. Sorry. However, if anyone still doesn't have 4th of July plans and would like to venture to our Nation's Capitol, you have an open invitation. Maybe we'll have a barbeque before the fireworks.
And, um, that's all for now. I'm off to watch the Italy-US match and pretend I know something about soccer (are we calling this football now?).