I’m on loan.  Like a temp.  Everyone is very grateful.  Or so they tell me.

Wish I was on summer vacation.

om or something.

But I’m not a notary republic!

It wants to rain.  It should rain.

Stranger in a strange land.

I’m sorry, but I cannot help you with this air conditioner.  This is not my office.  Lather, rinse, repeat.

Head.  Hurt.

I don’t know what I’m going to do with all that quiet.

But they’re bulky and shapeless.

There’s no volume here, David Lee Roth.

Calling IT will take too long.  Flabbergasted.

I might be too cranky for this.

I have Miss W’s sandwich container.  These dinosaurs make me happy.

It’s nice to be busy.  I don’t really miss the interwebs.  I miss some of the people.

It’s raining.  No walk.  Sigh.

This Diet Coke is flatter than it should be.

Ohh!  It’s supposed to get thundery!  You know I love thundery.

Ha!

Hiatuseseseseseseses.

I still say it’s weird.

There’s a light …

Steel toed boots.

Oh that’s where my workplace violence notes are.  I should call a safety committee meeting.  So we can talk about how safe we’d be if only …

Why do people say “THAT’S what I’m talking about!” When they want to enthusiastically agree with something?  Particularly when they hadn’t actually been talking.

Ugh.  I’m stuck.  Help.  I don’t remember this part.

Oooh!  I just taught myself a new Firefox trick.  I wonder if it only works in stupid Windows 7.

I hate you Windows 7.

Why why why does this woman insist on only using one monitor?  It’s sooooo much more efficient and sooooo much easier to have two!

Cease to resist.

It’s like Medieval Times but without the turkey leg and insufficient wet-naps.

I’ve always wanted one of those.

Officially official.

I just think some compensation is not unreasonable.

I’m about to run out of iced tea.  Duh duh duuuuuuuuuh.

Are we there yet?

Uh oh.  Now you’ve done it.

I’m sorry, I haven’t had time to troll the interwebs for you.  I know.  I bore you.  You’ll get over it.  EDIT: I think I mean trawl, not troll, because I don’t generally troll.

Where is my thunder?

I’d thought about a bubble bath, but that would require dealing with the floordrobe.  It’s just not worth it.

Redundant.

I need to paint.

I have visions for my living room that don’t include those couches.

Now it’s all confusing.

Oh look at that!  Better plow.

Don’t forget.  I can’t remember.  Sorry bobbin.