Update

I may have moved again - I'm going to try one of these. No definite switching yet, but they do seem much easier to use given the way I use my blog. That is, minimally or not at all.

Obsession

I know I owe a more substantial description of my new life, but in the meantime, check out the current state of my bathroom cabinet.

I'm really liking my new job, but I think I might be working for the wrong company.

MyFirstDay

Was good. I'm sure I'll write more eventually, but I'm sleepy.

Well

I'm sitting at the gate, and in 45 minutes will officially stop being a New Yorker and begin the process that will bring me home again.

I didn't think I was sad, but this morning, I was, inevitably. Endings and beginnings are bittersweet, and leaving New York is never easy. Even Michael Stipe agrees.

After dropping off my bags, I took the escalator to my gate, Sufjan Stevens over the speakers and a brief burst of tears. I'll feel better once I'm on the plane, I think, but right now I just feel empty.

Thanks for dinner last night, girls. It was a lovely way to end my stay.

It all happened so fast

I'm leaving New York in 21 hours, and I imagine I won't be living in this city again.

It's an odd feeling, moving back, because even though I'll be going home to a lot of new things, it feels like it will just be overwhelmingly familiar. I'm looking forward to it.

I got a job offer

Which means I could be back in SF as early as January 29. Crazy.

I got boots!

A Better Education

An article about an international school in Georgia, which is uniquely serving families from war-torn regions of the world. It's amazing what three people with an idea can do to make such an impact in their community, benefiting both the displaced refugees and the more well-off American families whose children attend the school.

Make sure to watch the video and slideshow as well. You can donate here.

Glamour

I'm so looking forward to going home. The office has been quiet, which allows for time to collect and catch up, and the slow winding down is a nice transition into the holidays.

We saw Wintuk tonight. It was lovely. Not as breathtaking as expected, but still lovely.

I also found a large dead bug amid my tanktops this morning. Kathy was kind enough to save me from it. It was like a cockroach, but mothlike and somewhat furry. Very unlovely.

It's kind of cute

John McCain on technology:

I read my e-mails, but I don't write any. I'm a Neanderthal -- I don't even type. I do have the rudimentary capability of calling up some Web sites, like the New York Times online, that sort of stuff. No laptop. No PalmPilot. I prefer my schedule on notecards, which I keep in my jacket pocket.

But my wife has enormous capability. Whenever I want something I ask her to do it. She's just a wizard. She even does my boarding passes -- people can do that now. When we go to the movies, she gets the tickets ahead of time. It's incredible.

I like that he thinks his wife is some sort of technology guru. It's rather endearing.

Full article here.