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Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Nine Year Blog-iversary

I have been a very bad blogger lately. I don't know what it is. I can't lie and say I don't spend time on the computer because I do. I spend hours upon hours playing DOTA until I'm wondering why I'm still awake when I have to get up at such an ungodly hour the next day.

But I've been having a hard time trying to string together a blog post worth of sentences that are worth actually posting. Life is...just dull lately since work consumes most of my day and the rest of my day is usually spent trying to forget about work. Actually this post is going to have to be cut short because I have a 5:30am conference call tomorrow. Ugh.

Anyway, I'm hoping this is just a little blogging funk because I realized that I've been blogging for nine years this month and I really like being able to go back through my archives (as awkward and embarrassing as it can be at times) and reading about parts of my life I've totally forgotten about. Feelings, people, random things that happened to me that are all a part of who I am today but that have totally slipped my mind.

Nine years...gosh I'm getting old. It's been nine years since I was a senior in high school??


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Wednesday, February 11, 2009

where time slows down


This year is going by way too quickly. It's February 11th already? Really?

We've been having our "comp talks" at work this week and though it's true it's been a horrible year for the industry (and not a great one for my firm either), I was actually pretty happy with what I walked away with. In fact, I think I made out like a bandit if I do say so myself - a bonus, a raise and a promotion complete with lofty sounding title and twenty, count 'em, twenty days of vacation! I'm already planning the next one in my head, maybe I'll even find out firsthand if Atlantis is as amazing as it looks on the commercials.

It will be hard to top this though...

I must say, as much as I've complained for the past six months, I am very grateful that I still have a job to complain about.

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Thursday, February 05, 2009

to live amongst the sea turtles

Why hello there. I am back from paradise, back in...well...hell might be a little bit too strong...let's just say I'm back in the real world.

Oh how I miss the white sands and clear blue Caribbean ocean. The eighty degree weather was nice too.

Time in the middle of the ocean was exactly what I needed (minus the slight bout of sea-sickness) but unfortunately I wasn't much more zen upon my return to the office. Maybe a little bit though, and maybe that's all I can hope for in my stressful line of work and my idiot of a manager.

The whole time I was in Grand Cayman I was trying to devise a plan for my life that would allow me to stay forever. Perhaps we could become tour guides! Work for one of the five hundred banks? Start a hedge fund based on the island? Who cares! Of course, my perspective on the awesomeness of the Caribbean probably would have changed in the middle of a hot and humid summer. We were there in January after all.

But part of me is still convinced the 20,000 of the 60,000 non-native occupants of the island have the right idea.


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