To rub it in, the department that dominates this building has a Jeans Friday. It's just not our department. And I'd spent many of my free cycles on the drive in bemoaning the fact that although I really like this skirt, I can't kick people in it.

Poor ita.

Some of the worst rain I've had the pleasure to navigate, now with added fog.

Ack. Poor you!

So, I just wrote a check for first month's rent on a new apartment. Rest of the details forthcoming, but pretty assured.

This is a new and scary world for me. I've never moved unless I ABSOLUTELY had to, and I've only once moved into a significantly larger space (and, wow, is this a bigger space), and that involved a roommate. I'm elated and nauseous at the same time (I HATE moving - my astrologically minded friends have always said it's the Cancer in me).

Um, HAPPY NEW YEAR, BUFFISTAS!!!!!

Cause I got nothing else at this point.

P.S. sj now has every drop of apt.-ma I can possibly muster.

AND THERE ARE NO MONTH END KRISPY KREMES!!!!

Today kinda sucks.

But I do have that box of cherry cordials (not the one from last week -- apparently I'm the departmental chocolate dumping ground) to keep me company.

Congrats, Frankenbuddha. And enjoy...

Today is clearly not a day where you should be working, ita. Maybe just turn around and go home? Or at least to Krispy Kreme.

Good luck, Frank -- moving sucks, but being in a new place can be cool. Especially a bigger place!

AND THERE ARE NO MONTH END KRISPY KREMES!!!!

BASTARDS!

Yay for the new apartment, Frank. I hope you get settled and soon love the place.

Good morning!

We have an ORB in the sky! We stole LA's orb! t is inordinately happy about this

Gus, I'm sorry I bailed on the great Mayberry/NE argument. But I was sleepy. Woke at 8:30 to my sister calling to say she's not going skiing this weekend (the mountains are snowed in entirely) and therefore I'm not on dog-duty (yay!). On the other hand, it looks like she's going to make me leave the house, instead of spending the weekend watching dvds and writing fic about archaeologists with snakes in their heads. Pffft.

Lee, I'm sorry you couldn't sleep. I send you sleep-ma. I send ita donut-ma.

Me, I'm off for a workout and a sauna. Oh, the luxury!

Currently sitting at the top of Ann Coulter's website:

To The People Of Islam:

Just think: If we'd invaded your countries, killed your leaders and converted you to Christianity YOU'D ALL BE OPENING CHRISTMAS PRESENTS RIGHT ABOUT NOW!

Merry Christmas

We have been let out early! Woot! I sense a matinee coming on.

I have deicded that 2005 will be the Year of Fun and Games. Whatever that means.