life is good

so i’m at work and the editor just handed me a press release about the UNDP’s launch of an
energy conservation campaign in lebanon. they want me to write. i’m too
intimidated, but honestly - saying no would be missing an amazing opportunity. and
would just be limiting. i was just researching a bit because the launch of the
campaign isn’t until tomorrow morning, and i wanted to prepare some questions and know some background. but then i decided to take a quick break to write..

the cheese/mountain story should be coming out tomorrow. it was supposed to be out today, but there wasn’t enough room. and since it’s not news that needs to be published immediately, they held it. i
like seeing my name in the paper though. i’m not gonna lie.

i don’t like though, how guy gets compliments. on me. no one says ‘you’re super’ or whatever, they go up to
guy, sitting next to me, and congratulate him. tell him that he made a ‘good choice’, or that his ‘woman is beautiful’, etc. -don’t get me wrong, it’s not like these comments burn my ears - it’d just be cool if i could get some credit for
it.

world cup last night. good good day yesterday. italy won. i won 1,000LL. it was crazy anarchy here. now there’s a big
story here about what the Italian player said to Zizou. they’re saying it was a remark about Arabs - terrorist or something really upsetting.

red white and green covering the city. “I-TAL-IA, I-TAL-IA”, mosh pits and chaos. it was
like christmas. in july. a somewhat violent and less-lawful christmas. but a lot
of fun.

things are really good here. the work, the food, guy. things are all really good. this is my last week. we went to imad’s house yesterday. we were invited the night before, but i was sick. he has an amazing house slash life.
we’re doing another story with him, and he says he’s going to try to take us white-water rafting and hiking in the > mountains if we can get friday off of work.
i’m mildly in love with imad. i’m pretty sure guy is too.

alright. back to work.