jaysaint Getting it all down on paper…

I dreamed this morning:

Damon and I bought into some kind of timeshare deal in a little lake town in upstate New York that allowed us to use a room at a little hotel for $60/night. We drove up there with my Mom and Jerry, and it was just darling. I was begging Damon to say we could come up there most weekends. And I also tried to convince my Mom they should visit a lot more because they could stay there.

So back at our apartment in New York Mom was helping me pick out some prints to frame. After she left I decided to go up to the timeshare to go through all the art, so I took Sam and drove up.

I was sitting in the bedroom wrestling with a frame when I heard screaming from the parking lot and realized that killer zombies were rampaging through the town. I ran to the door and that’s when I saw that the top lock on the one of the two doors into the room was busted. Then I heard that zombies were in the hallway. I scooped up Sam and was poised to unlock the good door and run. It gets a little fuzzy here, but we did wind up making it out to the parking lot. I threw Sam and the air conditioner I was now myseriously carrying into a car. We drove to the lake where some soldiers told me to drive into the lake and try to escape by going along the bottom to the other side. We were just submerging when I woke up.

That will teach me to go back to sleep when the alarm goes off.

We got word at work this week that we’ll be moving here:
http://hearstcorp.com/tower/
at the end of June.

Whether I’m excited or disgruntled really depends on whether or not I get an office. My EIC told me that there’s one office on our floor unclaimed and she’s put in that she wants it for me. But the publisher also wants it for someone, so they’re fighting it out. So we shall see.

The good news is that there’s a fancy pants gym that I’ll likely join.

The even better news is that the same company that runs the Conde Nast cafeteria will run ours. They get sushi two days a week, but we’ll get it all five.

And best of all is that the building will be the first one in Manhattan to receive gold certification for meeting high environmental standards. For example, the multi-story building lobby will be humidified by the filtered water in a 30-foot waterfall supplied by a cistern on the roof collecting rainwater.

It’s fun to move a magazine. All the editors are cleaning out their closets and holding dollar sales to get rid of all their stuff. I bought about 30 cookbooks from Babs two weeks ago and another huge assortment of makeup from the beauty department yesterday. I snapped up an assortment of fancy facial peel kits, so I may burn my nose off before I’m done playing with them. Soon kitchen supplies are going up and I’ll be hitting the cash machine once again. All the money goes to the charity of the editor’s choice, so I can feel great about buying stuff I don’t need.

I took Kari with me to the beauty closet sale. I wish more of my girlfriends were closer, it’s such a good treat.

I’ve been spotting for about 24 hours, so I’m thinking that I’m not pregnant. I can’t prove it yet, but it seems like a bad bet.

Two more tries before we call Dr. Rhee.

I saw a woman and her (presumably) adopted daughter on the train today. I was watching them so closely to see if their relationship seemed in any way different than that of other mothers and children I see. It could have been wishful thinking, but rather than seeming to lack intimacy they seemed besotted with one another.

So says the goat on the home page of LJ.

I was delighted to see the ad-carrying option for Live Journal. I don’t really want to pay for this, because I am cheap. But I welcome the opportunity to help the good folks at LJ who provide all these goodies a way to make money. So I immediately switched my account over.

The appeal to me is supposed to be that I can have more icons. Except that I don’t really care about icons and never used more than one. But I was inspired to see what it would take to add one, and it seems it wasn’t difficult at all. So maybe you’ll see a whole parade of icons from me now.

And to celebrate, yet another frivolous meme:

How Spoiled Are You?

Do you have:
(x) your own cell phone (it’s a work BlackBerry)
( ) a tv in your bedroom
(x) an iPod
( ) a photo printer
(x) your own phone line
(x) TiVo or a generic digital video recorder
(x) high-speed internet access (aka not dialup)
( ) a surround sound system in bedroom
( ) dvd player in bedroom
( ) at least a hundred DVDs
(x) a childfree bathroom
( ) your own in-house office
( ) a pool
( ) a guest house
( ) a game room
(x) a queen-size bed
( ) a stocked bar (ish — not enough to count, I think)
(x) a working dishwasher
( ) an icemaker
( ) a working washer and dryer
( ) at least ten things from a designer store
( ) expensive sunglasses (Mine were about $40, but since I see them regularly for $200 or so, I’m not checking the box)
(x) framed authentic art (not all is framed — some is stretched, some is sculpted, but I think this is a yes)
(x) Egyptian cotton sheets or towels
( ) a multi-speed bike
( ) a gym membership
( ) large exercise equipment at home
( ) your own set of golf clubs
( ) a pool table
( ) a tennis court
(x) local access to a lake, large pond, or the sea
( ) your own pair of skis
( ) enough camping gear for a weekend trip in an isolated area
(x) a boat
( ) a jet ski (I wish)
( ) a neighborhood committee membership
(x) a beach house or a vacation house/cabin
( ) wealthy family members
( ) two or more family cars
( ) a walk-in closet or pantry
( ) a yard
( ) a hammock
( ) a personal trainer
(x) good credit
(x) expensive jewelry
( ) a designer bag that required being on a waiting list to get (please)
( ) at least $100 cash in your possession right now
(x) more than two credit cards bearing your name (not counting gas cards or debit cards)
(x) a stock portfolio
(x) a passport
( ) a horse
( ) a trust fund (either for you or created by you)
( ) private medical insurance
(x) a college degree, but no student loans

Do you:
( ) shop for non-needed items for yourself (like clothes, jewelry, electronics) at least once a week
(x) do your regular grocery shopping at high-end or specialty stores (sometimes)
( ) pay someone else to clean your house, do dishes, or launder your clothes (not counting dry-cleaning)
( ) go on weekend mini-vacations (once in a blue moon, not enough to count)
( ) send dinners back with every flaw
( ) wear perfume or cologne
( ) regularly get your hair styled or nails done in a salon
( ) have a job but don’t need the money OR
( ) stay at home with little financial sacrifice
(x) pay someone else to cook your meals (no, I don’t have a cook, but we eat out enough that I figured I should check this one)
( ) pay someone else to watch your children or walk your dogs
( ) regularly pay someone else to drive you (only if you count the MTA)
( ) expect a gift after you fight with your partner

Are you:
(x) an only child
( ) married/partnered to a wealthy person
(x) baffled/surprised when you don’t get your way (well, of course!)

Have you:
(x) been on a cruise
(x) traveled out of the country
(x) met a celebrity
(x) been to the Caribbean
(x) been to Europe
(x) been to Hawaii
(x) been to New York
( ) eaten at the Space Needle in Seattle
( ) been to the Mall of America
( ) been to the Eiffel Tower in Paris
(x) been on the Statue of Liberty in New York (not on it, but near it)
(x) moved more than three times because you wanted to
( ) dined with local political figures
(x) been to both the Atlantic coast and the Pacific coast (in any country)

Did you:
( ) go to another country for your honeymoon
( ) hire a professional photographer for your wedding or party
(x) take riding or swimming lessons as a child
(x) attend private school
(x) have a Sweet 16 birthday party thrown for you

I don’t know how many you have to check to be spoiled. That part of the meme was lost to the mists of time. I think this list makes me look fairly, but not critically, spoiled.

It’s the holiest day on the Christian calendar.

I’m curled up on the couch with Zoe. We’re watching a TiVo’d Colbert Report and Netflix’d season three of ER.

Damon’s at Ellis today. I figured last night that it would be a slow day and he said he thought the same last year, but that they actually got swamped by Hassidic Jews. How many people can say that?

James and Charles invited me to go with them to an Easter brunch with some family friends. But in the next breath they told me there’s an uncle-based feud brewing so I declined.

I do think it would be nice if Damon and I find a neighborhood church we like. So far one hasn’t appeared on our doorstep and announced itself.