Recovering from an interview at a big, big museum in New York City and a lack of texts from the boy who was supposed to get in touch with me yesterday. Modern dating does not agree with me. I’d rather be upfront and stop wasting time. Whatever happened to a letter in the mail? Boo hiss. Nothing is going according to plan, and I am sitting at home without any of my good tea. At least I’ve sent out another résumé and cover letter and am meeting someone at the Met on Friday and I am hopeful, always?
Trying to perk myself up with a cup of this. It’s very, very floral for a non-flowering tea. Almost like jasmine, but darker and smokier. I don’t know what magnolias taste like? There’s a bit of bitter aftertaste that leaves my mouth dry. But after all’s said and done, I suppose it’s a decent, basic staple. I’m trying to think of more to say about it, but I guess you’ve finally done me in, Steepster: I have tea-snobbed all over this one…
Good luck with the err upcoming interviews and err the one you just had? I mean, hopefully you hear back from them soon.
Seriously, what did happened to snail mail! No one even uses a phone anymore! It’s so impersonal. And due to cellphones, no one is every on time. Argh, technology is a crutch.
Haha, thanks, Ricky! Sorry to kvetch; methinks I ranted too much on a bad day. I would love to do tea correspondence with people on here, actually…