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Lucky Lisp Wasn't Wasted on Me
Jul. 11th, 2008 10:09 amI received an e-mail from the Los Angeles Review yesterday morning, confirming the publishing of my review of Mari Akasaka's novel Vibrator. One of my New Year resolutions was to have two short stories published in 2008. I have now altered this resolution to "two written pieces". One down, one to go. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jellyfish93 is the only marine invertebrate I'd ever hug.
I also had my first day at the new job yesterday. My new co-workers are lovely; my new office is lovely; my new job is lovely; working just a walk from home (down canal paths and through a park) is lovely; getting paid a decent wage is lovely; being near London Fields' Lido is lovely; being part of an expanding arts organisation is lovely; and having watermelon slices (unbeknownst to them, your favourite fruit) be offered at your first work meeting is extra lovely. I'm back at Stinky Whistler's Cave of Unnatural Scents today for a very satisfying goodbye. New life this Monday. If I ever hear someone whistle again The Carpenter's "Close to You", I WILL KILL.
Kevin left work early yesterday and bought a book at Foyles. In the Tube, on our way to The Magnetic Fields' gig (review coming up), he said "I'm really excited about my purchase" and showed me the tiny red shopping bag. I thought he'd said "I'm really excited about the Moomins." He then pulled out A Winter Book, by Tove Jansson, creator of the Moomins. Please consider the amount of books published in the history of mankind before you kneel in awe at my PSYCHIC POWERS.
jellyfish93 is the only marine invertebrate I'd ever hug.I also had my first day at the new job yesterday. My new co-workers are lovely; my new office is lovely; my new job is lovely; working just a walk from home (down canal paths and through a park) is lovely; getting paid a decent wage is lovely; being near London Fields' Lido is lovely; being part of an expanding arts organisation is lovely; and having watermelon slices (unbeknownst to them, your favourite fruit) be offered at your first work meeting is extra lovely. I'm back at Stinky Whistler's Cave of Unnatural Scents today for a very satisfying goodbye. New life this Monday. If I ever hear someone whistle again The Carpenter's "Close to You", I WILL KILL.
Kevin left work early yesterday and bought a book at Foyles. In the Tube, on our way to The Magnetic Fields' gig (review coming up), he said "I'm really excited about my purchase" and showed me the tiny red shopping bag. I thought he'd said "I'm really excited about the Moomins." He then pulled out A Winter Book, by Tove Jansson, creator of the Moomins. Please consider the amount of books published in the history of mankind before you kneel in awe at my PSYCHIC POWERS.
