Today=much better than yesterday, at least so far.  I was late to work, but I was told not to rush since I was one of two people who came in yesterday.  Nat. boss called my boss to tell her I was awesome for putting together a thing for our conference (this works well for both boss and I since boss has been going to bat for me, so now Nat. boss has a clear idea of who I am and what I do, and boss doesn't look like she's just talking out of her ass).  We have a christmas party in about an hour.  I get off early today.  And this morning there was an email from the director of the Katrina project laying out a solid plan to help my lady from yesterday.
I took Hec's book with me to the bar last night where it was coveted by Mr. Jane's coworkers and a music critic from our weekly rag.  I will show it off to our musically inclined friends tonight- so Hec, be prepared for sales to shoot up by at least 8.
	
 
		
		
My view is that the purpose of winter is to enhance the enjoyment of dark ales.
Heh -- spoken like a Brit.
	
 
		
		
Slither
could only be cooler if it was about giant snails.
	
 
		
		
I'll keep an eye out.  I got absolutely no mail yesterday, which was kind of weird.
	
 
		
		
I got absolutely no mail yesterday, which was kind of weird.
Maybe they're all dead.  Maybe the apocalypse has happened.
Finally!  People at work have started replying to my emails.  Slackers.
	
 
		
		
I must stop wearing sweaters on weekdays. It is too damn hot on the subway AND in my office. I can just suffer a little bit of cold and wear one less layer.
I wear a wrap under my (TWO!) coat(s) for my outside commute on office days.  
This winter and last winter's are a little more bitter than previous ones.  Looks like SF is a good bet for me.  I like winter, I'll miss it, but I think a change will do me good.  
	
 
		
		
I feel just as trapped inside by our summers except that nothing actually blocks the roads.
	
 
		
		
Short some impossible things to believe before breakfast?
I think I've become mushmouthed since the concussion.  People are way too often unable to understand what I said.  Repeating myself twice?  What's up with that? It's made me very self conscious about my enunciation.