Yeahh! ...Aww

Mar
26th

Wed

It is amazing what one can accomplish on even half a day off. I know, you have weekends, but one free weekday in the hand is worth 2 weekend days in the bush. Or something… just go with it.

I was feverish (read: sweaty) and achy yesterday, and after calling out of work and laying around for half the day, I felt better and had a sudden burst of productivity. I cleaned. I walked. I gymmed. I laundered. I visited stores that would not normally remain open by the time I would get around to giving them my business. I even went to bed early! I think the working world would be far more productive if everyone was allowed 1 random day off a week. …Or maybe just an after-lunch naptime.

Mar
24th

Mon

How does one end up a weather man?

PC terminology aside, seriously, how do you end up being a weather man? OK, clearly you need a degree in meteorology or whatever, but think about it - have you ever seen an attractive weather person? Who else would major in Meteorology (crazy pet rock guys are probably comparable to crazy old cat ladies)? I’m sure it takes a special kind of person to pass the rigorous “point at someting imaginary and say words” test, but wouldn’t they just hire a model to read things off a teleprompter or something? They’re nice and vacant; I bet they’d ROCK that test. Maybe the news networks assume you are so enthralled by the colors and lines on the map you won’t notice the overweight, old, and/or balding man speaking to you. Ugly weather men: another byproduct of a country in which the average inhabitant’s intelligence rivals that of a 4th grader.

I should buy 7 and wear them as "days of the week" shirts. Always applicable.

Not all that surprising, but still...

Thought this was interesting… I think everyone’s guilty of at least one of those. Also reminds me that I hate chain emails. (And whoever took that picture of me on the folding chair waiting for my layover flight last summer should be ashamed!)

Mar
21st

Fri

Are you hungover?
[My clearly-false response: um… nooo. …why?]

Because there are three drinks sitting in front of you.

— Coworker walking by my desk, commenting on my assorted beverage collection. ( I thought this was a very astute observation)