I haven't played around with our dress code much, but I suspect my superhero belt buckles are in violation of the spirit. I am still convinced my corset was specifically written out.

My manager violates it as many days as she doesn't--her shoes are flip flops with a heel and a flower between the toes--what are those called? Anyway, they're not allowed. Sneakers are only allowed on Fridays, but people argue that's not true. They're wrong. That's broken all the time.

But, Burrell, when I worked for a university, my dress code was about the same. In fact, I wore jeans less often. My boss wore a tie every day. Tattoos peeked, but were not displayed. My co-project manager was suits and heels every day, even when she was also in a hard hat and safety goggles.

So I hear tales of these mythical workplaces, but I don't really feel I can take any gambles in the work arena. Nothing permanent, anyway. The hair thing, not a gamble. That's a requirement. And they don't usually notice the earrings until I'm in.

Those Magnum Ice Cream bars are pretty tasty.

Wow. Paypal's front page has come into the 21st century. I hadn't realised they needed to catch up until they did. It's all pretty now. Whoohoo. I have to spend lots of money now.

That reminds me I need to Paypal my derby league dues.

Jilli, that's amazing!

I have sealed the box spring and mattress and am washing all sheets, pillows, comforters, etc in hot water. The thing is, I looked EVERYWHERE and have not seen a single bug, nor evidence of bugs -- nothing in closets or under the bed or in the seams or along the baseboards. So I'm hopeful that if there are some, they were just itsy and in the mattress, which is now sealed, and we will never ever deal with them again. Or it's fleas, which I also have seen zero evidence of. But I have learned that our exterminator has a bed-bug sniffing dog, which is the coolest thing ever: [link]

Seriously, I may schedule an appointment just to be sure we don't have them. And because those dogs are awesomesauce.

And because doing all of the above is helping me to not have a full-blown panic attack and feel dirty and gross and UNCLEAN.

1) I'm good at my job, and 2) I work at being approachable.

I have to say, this is something that will serve most people well at work regardless of how they dress.

Went to a vigil for my friend's friend who was killed (and for the man who was with him and was badly hurt). There was a great turn out, maybe 150 people or so? There were a ton of people I knew there. A friend and I were saying how it felt like there should be bands and stuff playing, like it was a festival. Except one where people are crying and there is a police detective speaking asking anyone with any information at all to call the anonymous tip line. Surreal. But, good for people to gather like that. I hope it gave his family and friends some bit of comfort.

We're having a rattling good thunderstorm here. I anticipate leaving late for work.

I am scared to go outside! But must.

Meep, Pix, hoping it's just fleas from outside and killable! But I would so totally bring in the bedbug sniffing dog for pure entertainment value. I wonder how bedbug sniffing dogs deal with other pets in the house, that could be comedy gold! Hide a kitten in the closet, videotape the results.

Jilli, that is SO COOL!

I have Strix in my house! And tonight I'm going to meet Hayden for the first time, which feels like the culmination of years of near-misses, for some reason. As well as amych, and Calli, and Darth. NC-istas, woo!

Now back to move-in hell. BLRGHKJG.