72 hours and counting....

So, I've become addicted to facebook, this goes against all that I think is good. But my latest "status update" is something like... Lisa is wondering if passengers on her flight would prefer"You're a Grand Old Flag" or "The Star Spangled Banner" when the plane takes off in, well now, 72 hours... I'm going to take a moment to defend my newly acquired affection for facebook. It really does make it easy to keep in touch with other people, share pictures, have a quick laugh, play some scrabble... yes, I realize I'm only trying to convince myself here...




I have a few pictures from this weekend...

Jumeriah Beach Hotel









Dancing at ???











The work week was as disappointing as it always is, what really gets me, is that somehow, things still surprise me. I had already been playing a secret game of "only speak when spoken to" to try to limit the amount of conversations I had to have with anyone, when things just turned bizarre. I have to move offices, they are turning our current V.P. office into 4 shared offices with little to no privacy. Yes, we are counselors, supposedly dealing with sensitive issues, but don't worry, they'll be another room that we can use for our meetings. I'm wondering if by"meetings" they mean babysitting quarters for the first part of the year next year? Even our phone calls should be done in private, I'm not sure who they are kidding. I'm very curious to see what it looks like. Anyways, when I asked my administrator when I should expect boxes so I could pack up and label my things, she tells me, boxes are 600aed, and you'll just have to do that yourself. Really? They can't even provide boxes?

I'm so excited to get out of there! Underhanded, negative, back stabbing, cover your back, nepotism at it's best, then, I think about all the things I love about Dubai, I mean, look at the Burj... it's amazing! We had lunch at the Madinat and that's what we were looking at. Notice, it's way too hot to be outside again, empty tables everywhere... A few girls from my soccer team went out to Old Town for dinner last night, it was a beautiful night, and oddly for this time of year, it cooled off enough that we were able to sit outside. Then tonight I went out with a few friends to this Indian place in Satwa, it's totally different there. It's not the glitzy hotels, or fancy restaurants, it's more like real people doing real life. I still feel like I'm on vacation. Speaking of... I guess I should go pack...