Musings

[after mail delivery of the day and a trip to the post office to pick up a parcel that wouldn't fit in his box at Hamartia.]

Hi.

So, my mother decided to send me this box of X-mas ornaments, I think she got them off of ebay or something and I have really no idea what to do with them. There's really no room in here for a tree or anything. I don't know what all is inside. It looks like some kind of crazy grab-bag of ornaments as far as I can tell so not searching it, who knows what's in there, but it's a decent sized box.

Was wondering if any of you might have a use for it.

Doug

[Email to E. Okoye]

From: kd@kyliedawes.com
To: e.okoye@glasspr.com
Subject: Reference?

Okoye,

Shopping for new clients? My manager forwarded a reference check to me. Hopefully this lady was legit!

XOXO
Kylie

[Locked Post: B. Lucine, J. Kino, R. Holland, S. King, D. Wiley]

My PR guy wants to have dinner with us to discuss how to turn everyone living together into something besides a complete disaster. When do we all have time for this? Doug, you don't have to come if you don't want to, but I know you were still thinking about it!

[Delivered on Tuesday to every occupied apartment in each of the three buildings. They're nice quality, but not over-the-top fancy. They're not delivered by courier, but slipped under doors in Hamartia, left in mailboxes in Bathos, and delivered via the doorman in Aubade.]

( You're cordially invited )

[sent to S. King Friday, Nov. 26]

hey, thx for being my thanksgiving date. you were awesome. wear more tuxes.

xoxo, kylie


[sent to B. Lucine & J. Kino the same day, later]
so we should have our awesome housewarming party next weekend, y/y?

News people are stupid. Kthx.

Oh my God, moving is such a huge pain! It's like this terrible never-ending flood of boxes and movers and people unpacking things and asking me questions. Seriously, it's a new apartment! I don't know where anything goes! You put it somewhere, and that's where it goes. Someone just has to tell me later, and that's fine. Really!

At least some of the boxes are starting to get cleared out, and the furniture is all delivered and everything is starting to look pretty. I mean thank goodness, right?

So! To celebrate my moving in, I want to throw a big party. Housewarming, except not actually at the house, because it needs to be bigger than that. Like, huge! I already have a couple venues in mind, but I'd love suggestions or requests or just general RSVPs! Come and meet me, people! And please, call me Kylie.

Things I need to avoid:
People having sex
Apparently, everything
[...] Everything.

So, if, say, your mom's still back home, and you're here and there's a holiday coming up, what would you do? I'd try to cook a turkey myself, but I think the Bathos doesn't need itself set on fire.

Can you get Chinese food, like how you can on Christmas?

We just learned how to make croissants from scratch in class today. Strangely enough, though I love baking and cooking in general, I've never made puff pastry dough before. I've always just bought it. Weird right?

Anyway, I'm posting to let everyone in Bathos who might hear me know that the suspicious pounding noises are not, in fact, someone abusing their spouse, child, or pet. It's actually just me beating my butter to a pulp.

If for some reason this beating disturbs what you're doing or is loud and disruptive, feel free to let me know, I will gift you with chocolate-filled croissants. Homemade chocolate-filled croissants. Also, be comforted in the fact that I'll be getting out of your hair eventually--I'm moving to Aubade soon!