October 2007 Archives

I am a terrible blogger! I haven't written in ages, or posted pictures of the kitchen, or the camera phone shots I took Friday, or anything. I don't have any excuses except for the general sense of ennui that settled over me these last few weeks. Yeah, I know I haven't blogged regularly in a very long time, but this is all I've got. Just as that case of ennui was starting to get comfortable, it was replaced this afternoon with blind panic. Looking over the calendar, I've realized that I have only 7 weeks before my 15 page (double spaced) paper is due and my exam is only a week after that. Shit! Double Shit! What am I going to do? The only real answer is get reading. So what am I doing? Blogging. Have I mentioned I am a procrastinator? Damn, here comes the panic again. Deep breathes...

The truth is I just need to be reading and researching every spare minute, and then writing just as soon as I get any idea of what to say about this topic. Any idea at all. My library books are giving me dirty looks, so I better get back to it.

In with the good air....Out with the bad....

Quote of the Day:
"Manners are of more importance than laws. Manners are what vex or soothe, corrupt or purify, exalt or debase, barbarize or refine us, by a constant, steady, uniform, insensible operation, like that of the air we breathe in."
-Edmund Burke

Going to work this morning was a bit sureal. As I rode past my regular stop, of the past 5 years I felt excited and a little disoriented. Who knew I would be so jazzed about moving into a new office building? Well, it is a bit more than that. It's new desk, in a new work space, in a new building, in a new neighborhood. So a whole lotta new.

Once I arrived and found my way to previously mentioned new desk I was over the moon. Our building is beautiful! I didn't even realize how shabby the old place had become until I toured the new one. There is no comparison. My rapture was near complete until I stepped in a hole in the floor and twisted ankle as I took a spill. That's right, there is a perfectly round hole drilled in the concrete of the floor. This hole was the size of a coffee can. The carpet covering the hole was cut into flaps so that I could pull them back and peer in the void, but the pattern of the carpet obscured the scores in the carpet. I know that there was a real rush to get the building done, and some of the other levels aren't quite done, but this is pretty ridiculous.

On the upside, if I need to put in a workman's comp claim my boss and the the OMP were with me when I took the tumble. At least I have witnesses. Also my boss knows of my tendency to to turn my ankle so with some quick (and steady) icing, I should be just fine tomorrow. So ends my first day in the new building.

Quote of the Day:
Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, "and what is the use of a book" thought Alice, "without pictures or conversations?"
-Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures In Wonderland [1865], Chapter I