Cash, I love your hair! The lowlights really make it work.

sj, you are muy foamy - I think the cut is lovely, as well as the color.

After getting my hair cut to about shoulder length, I'm thinking I'm going to grow it out again. Part of the problem is that the only hairdresser I trust is in DC...and I've been forbidden to get any color that will fade to coppery brassy brittle orange in a couple weeks, which is all of them.

Blue dye would probably do that on my hair.

cheerio!

juliana, I don't have any really good ideas, but I think that symbol could become the top part of the character for "dream." [link] I don't know where you'd put the rest of the character, though, as I don't think there's enough room.

I was also trying to turn it into "woman" or "actress" [link]

sigh, caught up here and lj, looked at IKEA outdoor furniture. I guess now I have to do work. Bleh.

No! Nora! Come entertain me so I don't have to clean the kitchen!

I think I was a sleepy girl. I decided to go back to bed after getting Emily out the door this morning. I just got up. Craziness!

Man, some JACKHOLE stole my lunch from the refrigerator. (To clarify -- I keep one of those large gladware-type containers of deli turkey, a package of swiss cheese [sorry, Perkins] [not really], and tortillas in the fridge all week, and I make a wrap sandwich for lunch every day.)

I know it was there around 3 or 3:30 yesterday, because I ate lunch really late yesterday. This morning when I went to put my yogurt in there, I noticed my turkey and cheese were gone.

I'm actually thinking that it was the cleaning people, or someone else who was in here after 5:00, because, like I said, it was still there close to the end of the day, which would mean my co-workers left it alone. Plus, we're a small office -- if you steal people's food, it's going to become a Thing really quickly.

So. I am lunch-less. Jackhole. I hope they got food poisoning. Or intestinal blockage.

That sucks, Steph. I'm sorry. We had a cleaning person stealing food from people's desks in my office once. It's really annoying.

Oh, Steph, that really sucks. I'm so sorry.

My Toto is Mr. Sleepy this morning. He just got up. Silly.

So. I am lunch-less. Jackhole. I hope they got food poisoning. Or intestinal blockage.

That's the spirit. We had an intern post his rage to the entire division when our lunchroom thief stole his packet of ham slices. Our thief has been working for years (goes through desks and purses too). A couple of my colleagues have narrowed it down to one of the other women. Their working theory is that she only does it when she's under stress and may not be 100% aware of her behaviour. Weird.

So, Miss Emily turns in her big portfolio tonight. I'm gonna be out when she gets home. What do we think about me making some of her favorite cookies to be here to congratulate her when she gets home?

Egad, Steph.