Warm colors are not my friends so I guess I'm stuck with burgundy on that one.

I just have to state that I will totally marry chartreuse!!

I am so not taking colour matching advice from you ever again.

Wait--did you C Boreanaz? What's your stance on Hardison?

Chartreuse looks shockingly good on me. I Fed Boreanaz. I love Hardison.

I'm not sure I can allow anyone with Boreanaz cooties near Hardison.

Yes, I am self-appointed loinkeeper. What of it?

Suddenly I'm trying to work out the line between electric lime green and chartreuse. I'm sure it's very important and distinct. Because one I will wear, as long as it's a gogo dress. And the other is verboten.

I just had a 45 minute training session on our new phones. And I'm not sure I know anything.

I Fed Boreanaz.

This took me to a weird vampire place, I have to say.

This made me tear up.

Some of the most "macho" employees at school dressed as ballet dancers, in a show of support for Dyson.

Go team humans.

I also enjoy lime, but probably not electric lime.

This took me to a weird vampire place, I have to say.

Yeah, I looked back and almost changed it. But didn't!

So my neighbor's housemate's cat has the same coloring as Loki. So now I know what he'd look like if he wasn't SO FAT.

Putting a very clever cat on a diet is exhausting. At least he seems to leave the other cats' food alone. I hope.

Something was in the air today. I had to actually YELL at my supervisor because she went off on a tangent that had nothing to do with the meeting we were having, and gentle redirections were not working. As in "D! There's a time and place for this discussion! THIS IS NOT IT." Loudly. After interrupting her several times. I mean, I understand why she was annoyed, but the scheduling of another meeting had NOTHING to do with our meeting, nothing to be done about it by anyone in the room and by god, it ended up being a 90 minute meeting as it was. And then she kept getting what we were talking about confused and getting all het up and various others had to be "WE ARE NOT TALKING ABOUT X. IT IS Y." and so then they were pissy.

She can dominate a conversation, but even this is over the top for her. She apologized to another coworker later (not me, but that doesn't bother me much, because it was a coworker more likely to take offense. Whereas folks have figured out I don't take much personally.)

Still. Bah.

Not blown up. Guys in hard hats still poking around the front yard with some sort of detection equipment.

My poor front yard. It's had a rough year.

Aw, man, princess boy and community. That's awesome.