OMG, the day spent imitating my manager just about killed me. And I have to do it again Monday.

What's really cute is that my boss is clearly using me as a manager substitute for shooting the shit, too. So whole long convo about alcohol and caffeine, after the developer workload and implementation deadlines.

Man, I wish that vendor would send the NDA back to me, stat. I can't believe I got in the middle of a legal conversation. Talk about outside my wheelhouse. Sheeyit.

I'm going to be on a Delta flight tomorrow, and I'm going to be so disappointed if this doesn't happen

That would make listening to the "smoking is not allowed" lady with her no-no finger waving totally worth it. Especially if I was stuffed up and couldn't smell the cute things.

818 words per minute.

I wonder if there's an equation to establish how much cute overcomes how much stink.

I tried to read slowly. I read some things twice.

You read 1,475 words per minute.

That makes you 490% faster than the national average.

(Got all questions right.)

I think that I read slower than I normally do, to make sure that I got all of the details. I was worried about the lemon yellow sky and whatnot.

I was worried about the lemon yellow sky

And the people standing out black against it!

I got 394 or something. I purposely try not to skim anymore.

QOTD from Facebook: "It's so upsetting to see a grown man use Comic Sans."

I was at 110% but I was making sure to look at all the words. I normally skim. I did get all the questions right, but I'm good at picking up details, so I think I handicapped myself.

My cousin sent me a bunch of pictures from the 1940s (she got all my aunt's albums, and my aunt was the keeper of that stuff.) I scanned the lot in tonight and transcribed any writing (including a winceworthy one) on them: [link] New ones are up to my dad's class photo.

680 wpm, all 3 questions right, just slightly tipsy and not sure if that's a help or a hindrance.