I am in the cubicle next to mine, as I had to send my computer to IT to clean the virus/trojan off it. At least the IT person I was dealing with was all, "Yeah, viruses happen. Don't worry about it."

Glad you're settling in, Sarameg.

Loki discovering the existance of birds and going crackers at the screen.

I just have to say, "Birds!" and Clio comes running to the Living room window. Sometimes she comes and the birds have flown away. She gets annoyed.

Theo is right, sara. You'll have a lot to do to make your house home, but try to remember that you have a lifetime to do it in. Give yourself permission to have the occasional evening or weekend off even if there is painting to be done and still boxes to be unpacked.

What they said about the settling in/unpacking, Sara.

Big Boss just came around and left bottles of hand sanitizer around the office.

A coworker of mine posted on Facebook that someone should text her if the office is closed because she has no internet access. Seriously??

Now I really have to snap into action, because I have a shitload to do today...and yet, I am not snapping.

Snap sanp Jesse.

My goal for the day is the small stack of invoices. I want them all entered and out for approval.

I already have three things I'm supposed to do as soon as possible this morning.

When I was growing up and complained about being sick with some vague symptoms, my mother always used to joke, "Maybe you have swine flu." It's not funny now, is it mom?

Songs that make me cry: Greg Brown's version of William Blake's "On Another's Sorrow," Cheryl Wheeler's "Arrow," and virtually any version ever of "No Woman No Cry." (Er, yes. Being tenderly told I don't need to cry sets me right off. Shut up.)

Swine flu update: My church is no longer doing wine at communion "until we know more about the flu."

I'm with everyone who wants bubble wrap and cabana boys attending ita, and if I had any money I'd kick something over in Paypal right now to make it happen.

I already have three things I'm supposed to do as soon as possible this morning.

I hope those requests came with coffee and a pastry, otherwise - get in line!

ita, I hope you're hanging in there today. Actually, I hope you're still sleeping right now.

Songs guaranteed to make me cry: "Amazing Grace," and the first time I hear "Silent Night" every Christmas, as well as hearing the church choir sing it on Christmas Eve. Other than that, it's usually instrumental music -- oddly, I tear up at the end of Jurassic Park, when that gorgeous music wells up and they're watching the birds swoop over the water from the helicopter.