::hands Jessica a score sheet::

Or maybe there should be a drinking game?

If I get to pick my rhubarb (does everyone use that as a "blah blah blah" word? Like, if you're hired to be the group muttering in a scene, you just say "rhubarb rhubarb rhubarb" over and over again? I wouldn't be surprised if the person who intro-ed me to that had gotten it from her butt)

Nope, that's a real thing, from old-tyme radio plays. (Actually, wiktionary says it's primarily a UK thing: [link] t /Cliff Claven

I am a huge introvert, and always grateful for people who won't shut the fuck up, because then I can sit there and they can yammer at me, and I can nod and make occasional listening noises. It's actually very soothing. Tim always thinks he should rescue me from those people, but I'm actually happy sitting there not having to do any conversational heavy lifting.

Unless they're racist or something. Then that shit has got to stop.

And the weird thing about my introversion is that sometimes, everything clicks just right, and I can zip around a gathering and yammer away to everyone. I don't get it.

(Some of my favorite friends here in Cincy are as awkward as me, if not more so. We've referred to ourselves as the Voltron of Awkwardness.)

Totally unrelatedly, GIVE ME ALL THE COFFEE NOW.

Operation clean off the desk continues. I am about to finish typing up the information from the loose sheets of notepads.

I am making a reference binder for step by step instructions on how to do many of my duties as well as general reference sheets. May I just say that I am KICKING ASS at it. I just did a list of company specific abbreviations/acronyms. And now I am updating a list of admins at our plants accross the country, identified by region, plant or office name, as well as if they are strictly a general office admin asst or if they are the admin for sales/customer src.....

The instructions I am giving for applications all have screen shots.

It is a damn nice guide, I'll tell you what.

Nope, that's a real thing, from old-tyme radio plays. (Actually, wiktionary says it's primarily a UK thing

Yeah, I heard about it from Tom.

I need to remember to get some copies of The Watchtower to take with me and display prominently the next time I fly. Hopefully that will head off unwanted conversations via any seat-mates desperately trying to switch to an empty seat back by the restrooms.

I was told to say something besides rhubarb to simulate murmuring but I can't remember what it was. Watermelon? Bread and butter? Something. And I think there's a scene in a Steve Martin movie where the murmuring becomes distinguishable repeated words, but I can't remember the movie or the word.

Some days I just stay inside because outside someone might say hi to me and that's more conversation than I can deal with...nodding and/or waving I can generally handle, but there's something about verbal interaction.

I was told to say something besides rhubarb to simulate murmuring but I can't remember what it was. Watermelon? Bread and butter? Something. And I think there's a scene in a Steve Martin movie where the murmuring becomes distinguishable repeated words, but I can't remember the movie or the word.

I was told to say "peanut butter watermelon one two three."

"Peas and carrots, peas and carrots."

(Funny that all of these are food. Are drama teachers not getting enough to eat?)

Damn, I just realized I haven't done a weekly report since the end of November. Ergh?

Well, this will be boring!

I HAVE SEEN THE NILLYNEWBORN & NILLY & NILLY'S PIBABY & FAMILY AND NOW I'M DEAD FROM CUTENESS.

There's also a pic for you, later, for the Nilly is very kind.

I can't stop smiling. Face almost hurts. So much to adore.