chicago '08

I haven't actually died or anything, in case anybody's worried. I don't have the mental energy or organization to generate a coherent paragraph, so here's a fragmented perspective of my recent goings-on.

I went to the berkshires this past weekend with Hugsband and friends from work. while there, we came across the best ice cream EVER- mexican chocolate. it was spicy. Hugsband has been working 10-12 hours a day on a boat measuring plankton or something since we got back. I got a psych testing referral that said "suicidle". I love that. is the kid so bored that he wants to kill himself? it's a gazillion degrees in the shade. we got cable because our dsl was messed up, and now we watch tv again. I like to call the on demand stuff "encore" to bother Hugsband, and he gets really perturbed about it. I don't remember how that started. there's a whole new bunch of psychiatry fellows I work with, and some of them are pretty cool. I finally narrowed down my job search area to include only chicago and the greater chicago area. (no, that does not include the 60901/15/14 zip codes.) Hugsband and I miss Chris Clark, but he's too stubborn to come and visit. or poor. with the exception of the jaunt to the berkshires, I have been working straight through the weekends like I don't even realize it isn't a weekday. then on sunday, I get really pissed that the weekend is gone. I can't complain too much, though, because I get to go to napa at the end of next week. the end. love, rachel