Yesterday I applied for what, on paper, seems like a dream job. It is the kind of job in a building that you stand outside of, looking up with big, wide eyes and go "HELLO WORLD!"....on paper. In reality, jobs like that are always seem much more glamorous than they actually are and the wide eyed wonder of being outside turns into wide eyed horror of being inside. However, for this job, I'd be willing to get scared a little, if only for location, location, location. We'll see. I'm subscribing to the "don't expect anything and don't get disappointed" school for this one.
My coworkers just threw me a birthday party! We have a tradition of bringing in treats for each other on our respective birthdays. Well, all of us except one person who is just a very bizarre individual. One time this bizarre individual offered to bring in an already opened tin of caviar. I'm not going to comment further on that except to say that every office has one right? Anyway, they also gave me lovely roses and this beautiful spread of guacamole, cheeses, jelly beans, ice cream....they know me so well.
I really have nothing whatsoever of substance to report so here's a Frank O'Hara poem. It always makes me want to leave notes on people's doors, inviting them to call me and wait around to see if they ever do, even months later. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
The eager note on my door said "Call me,"
call when you get in!" so I quickly threw
a few tangerines into my overnight bag,
straightened my eyelids and shoulders, and
headed straight for the door. It was autumn
by the time I got around the corner, oh all
unwilling to be either pertinent or bemused, but
the leaves were brighter than grass on the sidewalk!
Funny, I thought, that the lights are on this late
and the hall door open; still up at this hour, a
champion jai-alai player like himself? Oh fie!
for shame! What a host, so zealous! And he was
there in the hall, flat on a sheet of blood that
ran down the stairs. I did appreciate it. There are few
hosts who so thoroughly prepare to greet a guest
only casually invited, and that several months ago.