Our cat Toke plays in the water dish endlessly.

5 minutes is forever to a cat!

Devi rocks the other water tank just so she can chase the bubbles in the tank. But she doesn't knock it over.

She just did that to 3 different humidifier tanks and broke them.

headdesk

These people do not know the meaning of last, final or deadline.

Ha ha ha STAB. I had the most bananas day today. All morning, busting my ass to get this thing done, while people were making changes all around me. I got it done, and probably 90% right. I know I screwed up a couple of things, but I think not too bad. But ugh.

Then it was the diversity potluck, which was fine, if mostly boring, and we left a little early, so I got a drink with a couple of coworkers, which was nice, until a screaming group came in, and then I just had to go.

I hope I can relax again some day. Probably this weekend.

For an example of my day, I had to ask around for the safe-for-work version of "clusterfuck" before I talked to the COO. I ended up with "somewhat frustrating."

Despite the lack of fresh dill in my hometown, holiday party spinach dip is accomplished! Now I just have to remember to take it and one of those frozen Mediterranean foccacia things with me when I leave for work tomorrow.

One co-worker talked herself out of baking stuffed shells and instead decided to make manicotti—doubtless it'll be very good, but I don't know how that's going to work as party favors...

Not like a good baked brie wrapped up in butter-drizzled phyllo, which may not be heart-healthy but is oh so good for everything else. It's like a light box for your tongue!

Yeah, but -- when you're at a holiday gathering, and you have to compete with dozens of other party-goers who all want the brie (oh, yum), you're only going to end up with a few bites; there's no way to bogart the entire wheel of brie (don't ask how I know that).

And a few bites of baked brie are not going to make or break someone's cardiac health.

That's why you eat cheese with red wine. They cancel each other out!

Scola KNOWS.

Scola KNOWS.

This should be on a t-shirt.

Sara needs an aquarium!

Apparently I have fedex package waiting to be picked up. But from where I don't know. Either where it came from or where it is. Another thing to do in my copious free time between now and when I leave, because they tried 3 times (IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY.) Oh and I don't know WHAT it is. I'm pretty sure I didn't order it. Surprise!