Funemployment, Day One Hundred Twenty Seven: Rising from the Dead

oh man, there is absolutely no time i appreciate funemployment more than monday mornings. or sometimes monday afternoons, depending on how my weekend went. for the most part, i still stick to my "up at the ass crack of dawn and drag my lifeless butt to the gym" routine so i can still get a full day of pointless resume-sending, networking, and homework in.

but lemme tell ya, those few monday mornings when i just can't face the bleak, miserable unemployed world, it's the best comfort in the world to be able to pull the covers up over my head and not deal with reality for a few more hours. and as someone who rarely sleeps past 8am, it's wonderfully decadent to wake up every hour, see the clock tick past 9:30, 10:30, noon, and not need to worry about it.

no doubt tomorrow i'll be back at christine's 6am boot camp class. but for today i'm gonna enjoy my late-sleeping, gym-skipping, bbq-eating day. yay funemployment!

Funemployment, Day One Hundred Twenty Four: Very Good Friday

okay, one thing i DO miss about working are the half days/slow days. facebook and twitter were all atweet today with how slow a day it was or how it wasn't a day at all! granted all my days are slow days but still, there was something extra delectable about a half day when you're used to working your butt off.

ah well, in honor of good friday:

Well it's 5pm, time for

Well it's 5pm, time for my rush hour commute home! I hope that block walk from peet's to my place isn't too crowded tonight...:)

So this whole school thing

So this whole school thing is really cutting into my blog time. I thought this was supposed to be FUNemployment!

Funemployment, Day One Hundred Twenty One: Sunday Funday!

i think one of the best perks of funemployment is sunday funday. sure, you can occasionally pull it off even if you have to be at work on monday but if you have to actually function, fugheddaboutit. worse yet at disney monday mornings are a back-to-back meeting marathon so i had to spend the whole weekend just resting up for it. (and by "resting" i mean "partying")

but now i spend my weekends resting up for sunday funday. luckily i have a partner in funday crime who also doesn't have to work on mondays so it's become a routine to spend sunday afternoons (then evenings, then late night...) basking in the sun with some 2-for-1s and some good friends. great way to wind down the weekend and ease back into the work week (whatever that is).

hmmm...but now that i think about it what's stopping me from starting wednesday funday? or monday funday? hell, at this point it really wouldn't make much difference if i just abandoned the days of the week altogether and generically called each day "funday". "hey guys, let's do lunch next funday!" "no, i'm busy funday. but how about funday instead?"

i'll let you know how this little social experiment goes...

Funemployment, Day One Hundred Nineteen: Happy Funemployed Birthday to Me!

today i turn another year older and probably not much wiser. but i do know that every birthday should be a day off work (or in my case, a national holiday). true, when you're in the office, you get cupcakes, maybe some flowers and if you're at disney the complete vandalization of your office/cubicle which is kind of the best part. last year the brilliant and tech-savvy mae lee and her fiance mocked up a tmz.com webpage and inserted me into all the stories. best. gift. ever.

however, when you're not at work you can have a birthday decadent enough to make it a really happy one. today i went to spin class (although probably would have slept in if i'd gone out last night), had breakfast with a great friend at the griddle which you can only get into during work hours, and had a mani/pedi...with extra massage. awwwww, yeah! now that's decadence!

now i do have to get some serious stuff done but after that it's off to kroq's April Foolishness comedy benefit show. i'll be celebrating my birthday with good friends and a lot of drinks and laughing. a very happy birthday indeed!

Funemployment, Day One Hundred Eighteen: Things I Don't Miss, part...something

i heard some staticky sound on the radio today and it reminded me of another thing i don't miss about working: the grating static sound of a blackberry sitting too close to a speakerphone.

seriously, nails on a chalkboard. i get chills just thinking about it. thankfully i never had a work blackberry to participate--christopher and i were masters of dodging the leash. clearly now i love and nurture my crackberry (a little too much) but if it was in any way associated with work, i'd loathe it like a full day of task force meetings.

so with that i'm off to set my blackberry down anywhere i damn well please and it will make only pleasing sounds, never knowing the torture of a conference call.