91 degrees
A man, a plan, a canal…
It’s hot, but I’ve got a new plan. I’m beginning Phrase One of a 3-month stint researching various options for the Rest of My Life, with the help of one of our directors at the office. I am going to make it or go down in flames. But first we have to clean the kitchen, pay bills.
My office is half-empty, digital songs are on repeat. I contemplated volunteering for the wikimedia conference at Harvard next week, but thought better of it. However, I’ve discovered the Berkman Center for Internet & Society, and its awesomeness is enough to make me cry.
These days, most anything is enough to make me cry. But in a good way.
Best part about July: Walking around Castle Island at night with a soft-serve ice cream cone.
Best part about being 28: Spending money on technology, food, and weird clothes. In that order.
Best part about not being pregnant: I have plenty of room to be consistently pennyless and make tons of mistakes while mapping out a major life plan.
Best benefit of my new 30-minute subway commute to and from work: Reading Queen Noor’s autobiography.