Byebye Freelance Ho World
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
Formally employed again after a year, it’s a miracle I found this swatch of time to put something in here. Not that I’m complaining; work as an editor at this nifty writers’ pool, however tedious, is a comfort compared to what had become a quite hollow stint in Freelance Ho World. My being a Grammar Nazi is keeping me paid and my days tolerably busy, which is a step up from whole days of sitting on my ass and trying to stop myself from cracking.
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The Alcazaren clan spent the weekend at Casa San Pablo, this awesome resort in Laguna. The cottages are like something out of a subversive British children’s book, or are Tim Burton-esque, or whatever pretense-laden comparison you prefer, though the place is actually of pure, artsy heart. My brother’s room, for instance, was filled with vintage mirrors, including this retractable barbershop mirror I had half a mind to nick, while my own room was an attic lined with old Matchbox cars in their original packaging. The spigots on the bathroom faucets were made of unfinished stone shells, man. If you could die from quaintness, then Casa San Pablo is the creaking, wrought-iron gate of the netherworld, and I was happy to have been on the edge.
posted by marguerite @ 1:16 PM
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