The Office

is where I am writing from today. You thought I was talking about the TV show, weren't you? Well, sadly, I'm not, because I didn't see it last week. Crap, I need to get on that. And before this Thursday, when I'm finally somewhat done with things.

I went home to Vermont this weekend. All in all, I don't really want to get into details of the trip. A lot of it wasn't fun. But I got to see some of my true loves: Nancy and Marsha. Marsha I hadn't seen in about a year. It was so nice though! Drinks and lunch at the 99. And a bowl, of course. ;-) As always, seeing Nancy is great. She's another very important fruit fly. Her kids weren't around this weekend though, which was quite sad.

I got to see my dogs this weekend too, but my dogs were pissing me off. I think that's the true gauge of just how bad of a day I'm having: how much dogs piss me off.

I hate when I drink a mocha from Starbucks and the last bit of it is pure chocolate. It's sandy feeling and way too sweet and gross and needs to stop. Now.

I just had to do stuff at work. This is work-study. That's bullshit. I quit.

I kidding.

So someone else is faxing journal articles at the moment, giving me plenty of time to look over the books for my paper on Samuel Barber. Yeah, I'm sitting here writing this instead. I don't know why, I've just been actively avoiding my entire life lately. Maybe this is more pleasant.

It's a nice day. Go outside!!