Saturday, May 24


Somehow, I ended up talking about long-term career goals recently (new job much?), and I had to admit I don't really have many. I want to be good at my job. I want to get better at what I do. I want to be a better writer, a better editor -- things that are, admittedly, things that only I can judge. I have other things I want to do, of course, including but not limited to: Writing the great American novel. Catching a homerun ball (hit by the Sox, of course) whilst sitting in Green Monster seats. Seeing a WNBA game in all 14 cities. Finding a pair of jeans that are comfortable yet also make my ass look fabulous. Sinking a 3-point shot. Driving a Ferrari, like wicked fast. Traveling to Spain. Getting my hair right all by myself, just once in this lifetime, lord. Making a souffle. Shooting pool almost as good as J.R. Writing an article for Sports Illustrated. You know, nothing much.

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