sunrise, sunset

I'm a complete disaster. I made it to my 7am meeting this morning, and I also got to take a shower first; the downside was that I went in sweatpants because I didn't have time to doll myself up. So I sat through the meeting, then went into the bathroom and changed into a skirt and sweater, blowdried my hair, and applied better-than-usual makeup because one of my tasks for the morning was to escort the head of India operations and I didn't want to look like a college student who had just pulled an all-nighter.

Everything went pretty successfully, although I had meetings or escort duties pretty much straight through from 7am to 5:30pm, and I don't like it when my only "break" is from 8:30-9:30am. But, I saw a totally gorgeous sunrise over the bay as I drove down to work, and I saw a nice sunset as I drove back to the evil city twelve hours later. Then I had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, spent an hour pulling together all of my 2008 tax information for an appointment I have with my tax lady tomorrow night, and then worked until now. Sometimes I hate being an adult.

One bad thing happened: I got a form rejection from one of the agents I queried three weeks ago. This isn't that big of a deal; I have now discovered that it hurts a lot more when they've actually seen your book than when they have only read (or skimmed, or shredded) your query letter. And she was a query-only person, so I'm moving on with my life.

But one good thing happened: I watched some Craig Ferguson, and he had an awesome segment in which he pretended to be some sort of redneck American singer selling an album on an 'infomercial'. He had a ridiculous fake mustache, a bad hat, a flannel plaid shirt with the sleeves cut off to show his tattoos, and sang such songs as the "great American eggs" commercial theme song, and "The Humming Song", which ended with him just saying "'merica", which reminded me a lot of Adit. So, that was fabulous, and now I'm ready for bed. Three nights from now, I will be in Hawaii!