She's not afriad, she just likes to use a night light

So I was punching holes in a document today, listening to music and generally pretending the rest of the world wasn't there. I punched one set and turned to put it in my done pile. And then there was a spider in my face. A real one. I screamed like a little girl. Luckily I am a girl, or that could have been really embarrassing.

Girls don't like boys, girls like cars and money

So we were talking at lunch the other day about our "office move" next year. This move makes most people happy, for we will be much closer to where they live. It makes me unhappy because it will be farther away from where I live (I realize that it's not that far, but when it only takes you 10 minutes to get to work every day, another 10 doubles your commute time). And now that they've got the temperature figured out (turns out the vent wasn't attached to the thermostat so it just blew full blast all the time), I rather like our current office.

I groaned dramatically, so everyone at the table decided to convince me that this move will be a good thing.

"You can go shopping at the Spectrum!"
Great. Target will get an even bigger cut of my paycheck.

"You can eat at Panera!"
Isn't my current visit every Friday at lunch good enough?

But my favorite was this: "There are boys there!"
I had no witty reply to this. I had to give up and just laugh.

So if I end up moving in a year, you'll know why. It's because of the boys.

Things I learned today...

1. In the Constitution, it's "unalienable," not "inalienable," when talking about Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness.

2. A package of Twizlers Nibs is not a part of a balanced breakfast.

3. Calling your coworker a "grumpy old man" at 8:30 in the morning is a bad idea. (He gives me crap about being young, so we're even. . . usually.)

4. Target doesn't sell the cool windowshades that I have in my car anymore.

5. A 19-year-old boy knows a lot more about suffering than I do, yet he has a better attitude about it.

6. My knee still hates me.

7. Tomatoes are actually pretty good in sandwiches and such(don't tell my mom about that one).

What's cooler than bein' cool?

This weekend was on the warm side. To the point that I took myself to see Pirates of the Caribbean 3 over Ocean's 13 because it meant 3 hours in an air conditioned theater rather than just 2 (it also conveniently kept me out until the house party I was trying to avoid ended). To the point that I spent a good portion of Monday in a pool/in a wet swimming suit because it was cooler. To the point that I was looking forward to returning to work because it's usually cold in my office.
Unfortunately, my office was rather warm when I entered Tuesday morning. We actually went outside to cool down at lunch. Wednesday it had cooled down again; I made good use of the sweatshirt I keep on the back of my chair for just such an occasion.
Today my office was an ice box. Since I refuse to wear thermals and sweaters in summer, we found an alternative.


Two large manila envelopes, packing tape, and a tall coworker, and voila! Our very own air deflector, sure to last at least a few months, at which point we'll be tearing it down to let the heat in because we're cold.