Buffy ,'Potential'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I made a blood donation appointment for Thursday. Now I shall be forced into clean living by necessity, or miss out on an exciting raffle opportunity.
And fortuitously, I brought in a necklace I received on mistake from Etsy to give to a coworker, who also brought me a belated birthday gift today.
I am ready for my afternoon nap. Alas, I am at work.
My forearms are getting sore from typing. I'm not sure what to adjust to optimise my ergonomics. But I have a lot of typing to get through today.
I am ready for my afternoon nap. Alas, I am at work.
a million times this.
I am ready for my afternoon nap. Alas, I am at work.
This is why all offices should contain nap pods.
There is so no way I could go to sleep all exposed like that in a public place where I knew people.
We have a "first-aid" room downstairs that is complete with a padded bench and is available to be signed out to those who desperately need a lie-down. If I mention that I'm tired to the receptionist while I'm chatting with her at lunchtime, she always suggests I take advantage of the nap room, but I never have.
There is so no way I could go to sleep all exposed like that in a public place where I knew people.
Yeah, I have difficulty sleeping in public, except on trains. Although once I slept at O'Hare because it was either that or stay up all night.
I think there needs to be a Sleep Pod that completely closes and locks. And is motorized, so I can nap while it carries me about....
Using Google to learn what boyfriends and girlfriends want from each other
This shows Google’s remarkable power as a source of data on a range of human behaviors, emotions, and opinions. It gives us insights into what people might care the most about concerning a given topic. When people search a particular political leader, what are their main concerns? What are people secretly guilty about? For better or for worse, Google’s obsession with collecting and refining data has given us a window into each other’s fascinating and telling curiosities.
I have actually napped under my desk like George Costanza.
The worst, though was when I was working retail, was having a horrible allergic reaction, took a Benedryl, and actually fell asleep on the floor in the department, near the wall.