So today was the big Halloween party at work and our building decided to have a potluck. Oh my stars. A room full of temptation and sin. I made pulled pork sandwiches from scratch. The good news is after two days of cooking the meat my entire apartment smells like roast pig and I had zero desire to eat it. I also made brownies and cupcakes. I'm not a big sweets person so that side of the buffet was of little interest to my inner salt fiend. But on the other side of the deliciously abundent food line was artichoke dip, spinach dip, pasta salads, chili, tamales...I could go on. I had just a little bit of everything and didn't over eat. I was super proud of myself. I wasn't perfect but I kept the sinning to a minimum. I dressed as a dead flapper (complete with a pearl string bruise from being strangled) and everyone loved my costume. Somehow I keep getting the feeling that I am missing some sort of creative calling. I had a couple people ask me today what the heck I was doing in accounting. What am I doing in accounting? I am not ungrateful for a steady job with a great company but I think that I have missed the career boat being here in accounting. Tonight off to see Boondock Saints II and then to check out Johnny's new bar in Redondo. I'll probably meet up with my pals Jack and Diet, but just to say hey...
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