23 March 2006
Check out the perfection that is the red stapler. I just got it in the office supply shipment. Warning to future employers: never give me purchasing power.
Well, I can justify it - my old stapler was a plastic piece of crap that made me waste about a half hour a day what with the pounding and yelling and the unjamming and all. So this was necessary for my productivity, and now my life is complete
Yes, suddenly, everything does seem better.
Now for the photo round-up from the Phoenix trip:
Proof that I did indeed drink too much at the airport:
Is that an evil curl in the middle of my forehead, or what? It looks like Satan styled my hair.
And proof positive that Mr. Stapler was enjoying some adult beverages himself:
I just love that slightly insane European film director look he has going on. You might not guess that he spends about 20 hours a week making really cool spreadsheets. He has a love for Excel that knows no bounds. He has not, to my knowledge, ever produced any films.
The funnest thing in Phoenix besides baseball and the botanic garden:
Indoor kart racing. Noisy, but fun. I just like sliding around the corners but the boys are there to WIN.
One for the moms: In case you need your tears jerked, here is a real tear-jerker. Get out your kleenex and listen to this NPR interview by a young boy with Asperger's Syndrome. He is asking his mom everything he wants to know about her and how she feels about things. The sweet, sincere way they talk to each other about important stuff had me bawling in my car on the way to work.
In addition to a red stapler, I got something else: another cold!! Yay. My last one was less than 3 weeks ago, so I am especially pleased. This one is a doozy, too. I am having absolute FITS of uncontrollable sneezing and I am wondering just how much liquid can possibly leak from one person's face. My eyelids are chapped. I know, I know - how could my life possibly BE more glamorous than it already is.
I don't normally get sick a lot, and I'm not really good at it. It turns my normally sunny (oh quit laughing) personality into a little sour puckered grape of a thing. I am a big whiny wimp. Thank you for listening.
I don't have any paid time off left, thanks to my recent Phoenix trip. Should I go in and infect all of Cubicle Land tomorrow out of sheer peevishness? I am still deciding how evil I want to be.
Update: remember back in February when Mr. Stapler was telling me what a colossal waste of time blogging is? Well, he started a blog. It is super secret or I would send you there. I just had to share my moment of gloat.