We don't talk about Fight Club
I feel like I spend WAY too much time talking about my not talking about work. But yeah, I'm blaming my silence on that. And its my blog so I can do that. Feel the power.
But, I will tell all y'all that I'm starting a new job on Monday and I'm just so damn excited I could just dance around the house. But enough about me and how fabulous I am, here are a few fabulous things I've done today with my unexpected mini-vacation.
Meltdown That was the one decent link I found that didn't link to a blog. For the four of you who haven't heard of it, its a grilled cheese joint in Culver City for the Sony crowd. We hit it right at closing and let me tell you a thing or three.
1. The staff couldn't have been nicer. Seriously. It was freakin' me out. It was 2:45pm, they close at 3 and they were totally happy to have us there ordering.
2. They have bottled Coke AND Diet Coke. Not too often you find the Coca-Cola Light...mmm, good stuff.
3. The food was cheap and yummy. And no, I didn't get a grilled cheese. That's the edge on which I live. I got the special meatball sub and Yum! Brigitta had this desserty-sandwich thingy and rated it a 4.5 out of 5. If I ate berries I would have tried it, but even from a non-berry point of view, it looked good. If it makes you feel any better, their last customer of the day had a grilled cheese and he was telling the nice guy cleaning the tables and generally making you feel welcome and happy and it really the best grilled cheese ever. So there's the mandatory grilled cheese review.
The ONLY negative I can come up with...they're only open for lunch Monday - Friday so I'm guessing that'll be my only visit since I typically have this whole work thing that gets in the way of going to businesses only open daylight hours Monday - Friday. Wrong, I know, sort of like that last run-on sentence. You know the Brentwood English Department is crying right now.
Willow Spa: Seriously, 90 minutes will Pool will change your outlook on life. Brigitta asked me what kind of massage I had and I couldn't tell her. And really, I don't care. I've never done the 90 minute massage thing before...seemed excessive. Holy crap was I wrong. Its excessive like good yarn is excessive, or designer shoes are excessive...you think that until you experience it and then there is no going back.
But, I will tell all y'all that I'm starting a new job on Monday and I'm just so damn excited I could just dance around the house. But enough about me and how fabulous I am, here are a few fabulous things I've done today with my unexpected mini-vacation.
Meltdown That was the one decent link I found that didn't link to a blog. For the four of you who haven't heard of it, its a grilled cheese joint in Culver City for the Sony crowd. We hit it right at closing and let me tell you a thing or three.
1. The staff couldn't have been nicer. Seriously. It was freakin' me out. It was 2:45pm, they close at 3 and they were totally happy to have us there ordering.
2. They have bottled Coke AND Diet Coke. Not too often you find the Coca-Cola Light...mmm, good stuff.
3. The food was cheap and yummy. And no, I didn't get a grilled cheese. That's the edge on which I live. I got the special meatball sub and Yum! Brigitta had this desserty-sandwich thingy and rated it a 4.5 out of 5. If I ate berries I would have tried it, but even from a non-berry point of view, it looked good. If it makes you feel any better, their last customer of the day had a grilled cheese and he was telling the nice guy cleaning the tables and generally making you feel welcome and happy and it really the best grilled cheese ever. So there's the mandatory grilled cheese review.
The ONLY negative I can come up with...they're only open for lunch Monday - Friday so I'm guessing that'll be my only visit since I typically have this whole work thing that gets in the way of going to businesses only open daylight hours Monday - Friday. Wrong, I know, sort of like that last run-on sentence. You know the Brentwood English Department is crying right now.
Willow Spa: Seriously, 90 minutes will Pool will change your outlook on life. Brigitta asked me what kind of massage I had and I couldn't tell her. And really, I don't care. I've never done the 90 minute massage thing before...seemed excessive. Holy crap was I wrong. Its excessive like good yarn is excessive, or designer shoes are excessive...you think that until you experience it and then there is no going back.
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