Day 30: Willpower.

This week insists on being awful.

Day 29, part 2: Bright lights.

I watched the Mormon version of Pride and Prejudice tonight. If you’ve never seen it, I highly recommend it. It embraces how ridiculous it is.

Day 29: Clarity.

Generally speaking, I am the worst meditator in the world. My mind is always buzzing with something. Years of multitasking means a lack of focus.

So, when I’m in yoga class and the instructor goes, “Still your mind and focus on your breath,” I do anything but. I also don’t have deep, calming thoughts. I mostly think of how sore I will be the next morning.

Day 26: Quote.

It’s not quite 9 p.m. yet and I’m already lying in bed, ready to go to sleep.

So, one quote before I go (bonus points if you get that reference):

I guess if true love was easy, we’d all have it.

From my new favorite show, Once Upon A Time, because I’m sappy when I’m sleepy.

Day 25: Tired.

I am not a morning person. Once, I was supposed to meet up with someone for coffee. He suggested 8 a.m. I asked him if he knew who I was.

He then suggested 10 a.m.

So imagine how tough this week has been.

Day 24: Experience.

Today is a two post kind of day, since the last week and a half has been full of no posts kind of days.

A year ago (or so), I was up at the Capitol, helping cover State of the Union. I sat in the Senate press gallery with another RCer then went down to Statuary Hall to catch Members for reactions post speech. The big talk was bipartisan seating and the Members were wearing ribbons in honor of Gabby Giffords.

Day whatever: Yuppie.

So I completely failed at blogging in the last week. I admit it.

But in my defense, it was a busy week. I left my job at Roll Call, started a new one at Greenwire, went to the goodbye party of a friend who was moving back to Germany, went to another party that was 1920s-themed, volunteered at the Museum of Unnatural History for the first time, yelled angrily about modern art, etc.

But the recaps are for later. Or Twitter.

Right now, I only have short story to share.

Day 15: Karaoke

At karaoke for Charita’s birthday. No time to blog. Happy Sunday/three-day weekend!

Day 14: Cab rides.

Last night, I ventured out with roommate Kaitie to see a friend of a friend’s band play at the Velvet Lounge on U Street. I thought the downstairs bar vibe was more my thing than the live music upstairs.

But then, a few hours later, I grabbed a cab home.

Day 13: Late nights.

I just spent the last eleven hours in the office. And it was only in the last two hours that I really focused on crafting this story that will run sometime next week.