Happy Patriots Day, America! I’d like to think this day celebrates my beloved football team but it doesn’t. Only Massachusetts and Maine celebrate this holiday but it truly is the birth of our Independence. Without it, we might be taking afternoon “tea breaks,” enjoying Cricket as our national pastime, and be immersed in the dating life of Prince William.

To get yourself caught up, Jules Crittenden has a comprehensive post detailing first-hand accounts of April 19, 1775. Also, J.L. Bell always has some interesting tidbit or side story about all things “Revolutionary”.

So now I’m just going to kick back, drink my coffee, and track the progress of my colleague’s second Boston Marathon run.

Can you believe it? The office is closed tomorrow in honor of Patriots Day and I actually want to go to work because I have something absolutely amazing coming for me in the mail…

I finally broke down and ordered this sucker for myself. Oh boy, I’m going to be in labeling heaven!

Yes, this is what my life has come to.

I apologize for being so completely un-fun in recent weeks (months). As if I ever was fun to begin with…

I just spend so much time commuting to and from work, it leaves me with little time to sit down, type on this computer here and write something even remotely coherent. It just means I need to start driving to work because public transportation is literally killing me.

Some other random nuggets since I last wrote:

- I got another new boss at work and he’s AWESOME! Honestly, it’s a joy to support him, even if it is only some minor calendar management, the occasional travel booking, and some catering orders here and there.

- Oh, and I am still in love with my job, in general. The commute blows harder than Peyton Manning in big games but my happiness at the office balances it out.

- I have successfully put 3,500 miles on my car without adequate front brakes. That has to earn me some kind of accolade, right?

- I am saddened by the steep decline of American Idol. It all comes down to the final week of the semi-finals. I can’t think of any better example of why there should be the judges’ wild card round each and every season. Seriously, I just don’t really like anyone this year. ‘cept Ellen. I love Ellen.

- I’ve also been busy teaching myself to crochet (OK, truth be told, I just started last weekend).

- W-T-F?!

I promise I will try and update this thing more often. But if you really need some Angela, I’m constantly bitching about public transportation and the NY Jets, among other things, on Twitter.

So, I got a promotion yesterday at work. Eight months in and I’ve been promoted to a higher level admin. The promotion also comes with a nearly 20% raise. Yee haw! It’s also DOUBLE what I was making this time last year at the newspaper.

As my boss was explaining to me the motivation for the promotion, all I could think of was, “If only that m-f-er at the paper could hear this, too.” I’m not stupid! Ya hear that! They like me! They really like me!!! I guess I’m not a sorry, stupid baby after all.

My dad thinks I need to let it go – being pissed about all the crap I dealt with at the paper, that is. I’m sure he’s right but at the same time, all that anger is what fuels me to be the best at my job now. Maybe I should be thankful that my last boss is such a weenie. Maybe not.

Oooooooooooooh early morning sunshine…. I’m going to miss thee when US Law forces me to “spring forward” this weekend. It’ll be back to driving to work in the dark for another few months. *sigh*