I go on a business roadtrip tomorrow with 2 colleagues. never done that before.

GET YOUR OWN ROOM.

Sorry. Recently heard a horror story about cost-cutting business trips.

Benadryl always leaves me hungover. I pretty much try to avoid it.

Benadryl, flexoril, vicodin -- wicked blearghs the morning after. I try to take them no later than 6pm.

Now I'm actively planning when I'll leave early.

Dear lord.

Benadryl hangs me over, too. Claritin-D or whatever the non-drowsy version is works for me these days.

Awesome dolphin picture: [link]

Dolphins RULE.

There's a cool waterspout picture a few images back from that one.

I'm just glad I figured out what my problem was.

I'm having the kind of day where I walked into my office this morning to find it decorated in sticky notes with various "OMG HELP!!!!!" messages from my coworkers.

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Blech, the weather here is wretched for anyone except probably ita. The actual temprature isn't quite as bad as the record high a few weekends back (yet), but the air is so thick it feels like a force field of stickiness, and whatever breeze there is is coming from the same direction as the hot air.

I say blech, again. Supposedly this is the worst day this week; I pray it's so.

Yup, me too. I was trying to find a passage in a book recently, and I didn't remember where in the book it came but I did know it was near the top of a left-side page.

This is why I hate it when my stuff gets moved. Or when the bookstore rearranges its shelves. For some reason, I never think to write down the name of the author I'm looking for, I just remember the position in the shelves. B&N recently rearranged everything. I'm still completely lost when book hunting.

Here it is currently 88, with 62% humidity. I'm not sure if yesterday was worse or not. I haven't been outside since 9 am.

Replacing switch covers is easy, skye! The pretty ones usually come with matching screws, so you don't even have to hunt up anything but a screwdriver!

Unless they were originally installed by the same guy who wired Nutty's soon to be former apartment.

Now, now. I shocked myself (a) poking around with a screwdriver within the wall, after I had removed the switchcovers, and (b) while changing a lightbulb.

The former was a totally foreseeable shock, as I knew that the fuse was still on and the circuits were still live. (I just thought I was nimble enough not to get shocked! I was wrong.) The latter was a WTF wrong wiring, and I am not sorry to be moving out of that house. N.B. I will not be taking my lightbulbs with me.

It is hot outside, and yet cold inside. If I went outside, I could get iced coffee. If I stay inside, it has to be hot coffee.

Actually, it is Tuesday: farmer's market. I'll go for the iced.

Here it is currently 88, with 62% humidity.

89 with 65%. A third time I say blech. I HATE not enjoying being outside. It's so nasty, it may as well be raining (I'd be a LOT happier if it was).