Gimme Indie Rock!

Whoooo! I gots a raise! I love annual review time. Fancy cocktail for Jennie tonight!

A lesson in "can you ever trust your sources"- yesterday I found an error in a Mass. law on Lexis. Not just a little oopsie, but a bunch of words that should have been there were not there, as verified by a print copy of the law and the copy posted on mass.gov. Sheesh. If you can't trust the #2 law purveyor in the land, who can you trust?

Yesterday was crazy at work, I suspect this entire week is going to be exhausting and nonstop.

Also, music update: I can't stop listening to Tullycraft's Disenchanted Hearts Unite, such a great album!

We're seeing Daniel Johnston tonight at the Roxy! Here's hoping he plays "Greviance" and "Devil Town!"

I need advice, oh adulty people of the internet!

I suck at networking. I should get better at it, or at least feel like a networking event isn't a horrible event to be slogged through. Last night I had a "welcome back party" to attend for the Boston Law Librarians group, and I start events like this feeling so uncomfortable. Once I have a few people to talk to, it's not too bad, but the process of honing in on a group and joining in is so daunting. Part of the issue is that about 80-90% of the people in this law librarian group are 1)at least 20 years older than me, and 2)most of them have known each other for a really long time, and 3)we are all librarians, so I don't think I'm the only one who feels uncomfortable getting chatty-chatty with complete strangers (which is probably why the people who know each other stick to their small groups of known entities).

There are usually a few other young 'uns hanging about, but we usually stick close to our respective bosses. Which I don't mind doing when my boss is there, since he knows a lot of people in the group and it eases me into conversations. But last night I was winging it on my own, and I imagine that'll happen more often as I become more adulty.

The weird thing is that I really don't identify as "shy," and I think I'm pretty strongly extroverted, but I clam up and can't think of a thing to say as a good opening line. Or my opening line is fine, but convo doesn't sustain after that.

So, any tips? How do you deal with this "networking" thing?

Open letter to the jerk who stole my lunch from the work fridge:

What. The. Hell.

Ugh, working until 5:00 totally sucks. I will be so glad to go back to my 8:30-4:00 schedule tomorrow. I took an hour and a half lunch today and went to the gym, but even that isn't making this day go by faster.

I am getting mighty. I've been upping the weights I lift at the gym, and can now do a 45-pound shoulder press. Yay! Now here's hoping that they start to turn the air conditioner on at some point, as it was roasting in there yesterday.

On to a morning of researching corporations!

What a day. On top of being the reference queen and ordering a crapload of cases, analyzing some weird case to see what's going on with it, ordering supplies, and other stuff, I also had adventures. First, I had a meeting at the Social Law Library for a library committee that I just joined. My old boss from my old work is the head of the committee, and I really like her, so that's mostly why I joined. About 10 minutes into the meeting, fire alarms started going off, and we had to evacuate the building. After that, I made a brief stop at the Suffolk Superior Court, where my very sketchy bottle opener scared the nice security guys. I had no idea it was in my bag, and was emptying out all kinds of crap, nothing remotely weapon-like. Then I looked behind me, and bushidokelt was standing there looking bemused. Got back to work, handled many a reference request, and then left work to meet Drew at John Harvard's. That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.

The State of the Union was lame. I call Shenanigans.

Seriously, how do we get out of here?

I am so tired. I have no good reason to be, but this week has felt like the longest week ever.

Today I learned the valuable lesson that the reference interview really is important, it keeps you from wasting oodles of time. Yes, the lesson was only clear after I had wasted said oodles of time.

Time to go home now? Please?

My dress came in last night! It's purty.

Since I tried the dress on in the living room, we brought down a full-length mirror and left it in the hallway. Later, Grennie completely freaked out when she hopped by it. It was the funniest thing in the world to see a rabbit do a physical double-take and run away from herself in terror.

Yesterday I was a Super-Librarian, and today is shaping up to be more of the same. Now I've got to go bug another library to give me a book.

Passive aggressive library woman better quit it soon. I do not appreciate someone who comes in once a week telling me what to do. I'm the one with the master's degree, lady, respect my authoritah!

Wow. Can I mention one more time how awesome my job is? I just got a $25 gift certificate from Borders and some Bath & Body Shop hand lotions. Happy Holidays indeed.

Actually, any good recommendations for historical fiction? I want to be spendy later!

BONUS!

*bonus dance*

I love my workplace so much. And we get Christmas Eve totally off! c_m_i is not allowed to gloat about how he get Christmas Eve Eve Eve off or whatever. =P

I love my job.

That's all.

Weird.

I couldn't see any locked posts all morning, and thought you all were just being quiet today, but now I can see locked posts that were posted hours ago.

This day has flown by, I've been getting so much done. Feeling like a very productive little librarian. And to top it off, no one has been rude to me on the phone yet. Boo for rude people. Especially when they're customer service people who's job is to be nice to people like me who are spending big money with their establishment. I found out yesterday that I work in the 10th largest law firm in the state. I'm pretty shocked, as they operate like a much smaller firm, and are so nice to their employees.

So I have this credit card through Fleet that I ran up and now am trying to pay off (though this one's not as scary as the MBNA card's balance, which makes baby Jesus cry). I'm on a "debt management program" through them, which means that I pay $40 a month and don't get charged fees. Except I'm still being charged interest, which amounts to about $20 a month of fees. So I call, and nicely explain that if they keep charging me half of what their program demands I pay, then I'm obviously never going to get this card paid off. They explain that I can only get a 0% interest rate to pay it off if I go into default on the card and stop paying for a few months. Uh, no? I'm trying to figure out how I can just close the account and pay off the balance without interest, but it doesn't seem possible. Right now it's "suspended," so for all intents and purposes, it is shut down, but they claim they can only suspend for 6 months, then turn it back on. There must be a solution other than screwing up my credit rating by defaulting (which, thankfully, I've never done, so I don't think my credit is as terrible as it could be).

Borrrrrred. I'm being far too productive, which means I'm running out of things to do. I actually want a tough reference question to keep me busy. 'Course now that I said that, the phone'll ring with urgent business at 4:50.

On the up side, am addicted to Metafilter and some *cough* super girly message boards, and just want to be left alone in the office to peruse at my leisure.

I have discovered the best perk this job offers. No, not the ice cream. They stock free tampons in the ladies' rooms. That is just so thoughtful.

Just got back from my first meeting of Boston law firm librarians, where we just gabbed about the conference for an hour. Made me feel all professional and stuff. It was also good to check out what other people were wearing, as I really don't want to venture down the road of Ugly Suits in the future. I was relieved to see some fairly important people in sleeveless shirts.

I'm really looking forward to tonight's Beer Club for some reason. I think I just really want German food and Spatan.

So I'm liking the job. Still feeling more than a little as if I don't know what I'm doing, but that means that every question I answer correctly is a little victory. Thus far I've handled the reference questions that have come my way with varying degrees of aplomb- I may not have gone about getting the answers the best ways, but I got 'em. I still feel like the only way to be a truly great law librarian is to get a pesky law degree, but am not sure I'll be ready to travel down that dark road for a while. I also hold out hope that I can cross over back to academics at some point in my life, so that the reading I have to do for work could be interesting, like sociology or history, or even bio. God, I am such a nerd. Right now my work reading involves daily business/banking/IP/real estate news briefs and the Massachusetts Lawyers Weekly.

I made so many [brief] phone calls tonight. One involved telling my mom that I was very disappointed that she no longer has opinions of her own, and only repeats whatever her new husband says. Well, that wasn't the point of the call, but the conversation turned to politics and I got fed up. I seriously dislike talking on the phone, though. Actually, it's not so much the talking that's the problem, it's the calling. I have this thing about calling people who don't have caller id (or don't have my number programmed into their phones)- everyone knows at least a handful of Jens, right? So how am I supposed to know that they know who I am when I call? I think this mostly because I'm terrible at discerning voices over the phone and figure others must be as bad at that as I. If someone calls and just starts talking, I'm apt to go for an entire conversation without having a clue as to who it is on the other end of the line. Ahem. Anyway. Just a quirky thing. Everyone has quirky things, right?

Well, I'm about conferenced-out. You'd think that wandering around aimlessly listening to vender talks and sitting in seminars wouldn't be draining, but I don't have nearly enough to do at this thing to fill my time so I'm wandering about a lot. I've got a demonstration at 2, and then have to wait around for a seminar at 4. Oh well. Wednesday looks like I'll be getting done pretty early in the afternoon, so that is good news. If I'm a zombie later, you'll know why.

There's nothing like spending all day at a law librarian conference for a good self-image boost. Damn, next to all those folks I am Teh Hotness. It is very bizarre to be in a profession where 30 year olds are the young ones; I look more like someone's kid at this thing than a real librarian (and I'm even dressing in my frumpiest adult clothes). Oh well, this means I'm closer on the path to taking over, since it seems that most people in this field are about truly ready to retire (unlike the academics, who I think tend to attract most of the fresh young blood). I had to stop for some shopping sanity after leaving this afternoon. Thank the lord for H&M, I got 3 new shirts for $33, and am currently about as de-frumpified as I can get while still wearing clothing. I will admit that I'm learning stuff, and it's valuable for the networking, I'm actually meeting people (today's crop was much nicer and way more sane than yesterday's).

Oh, and I forgot to mention: Anchorman is the funniest movie you will all summer, so if you haven't seen it: Go!

I am pretty well pleased with the new job. Yay! Though today was a very odd day, as I left at 2:30 for a 10 minute volunteer meeting for the AALL (that's American Association of Law Librarians) conference, and then after that, got to go home. In return, I'm sacrificing my weekend to my career. This means that tomorrow night I will want to do something super fun (or at least fun), to make up for the extreme library fest that will be my day. Another good thing is that I'm spending all day Monday-Wednesday at the Hynes Convention Center schmoozin' and learnin'. Plus, I get paid next week, so that means I get 2 more paychecks this month. Holy sweetness!

Tonight I am going to Tenille's, where we will watch stupid tv and/or movies and consume pizza.

It's my last day, and it feels very surreal. Am very, very nervous about starting at the new place tomorrow. This time I really need to stay at the same job to see the same season more than once.

Yay for free lunch. Everyone is saying they're going to miss me, it's kind of nice.

I think I'm addicted to that new Outkast song, "Roses."

Holy Fuck.

Whoooooo-hooooo!!!!!


I'm sitting at the big kids' table now.

I got the job

Good news: I got a raise! Not just a cost-of-living, but also a you-did-a-good-job-kiddo raise. Chatted with my director a bit about how she wished she had something to offer me in terms of a job here, she also said she could see that I would go far and do very well for myself.

Bad news: Hungover. Quiet evening at home involved a little too much wine, but from what I recall it also involved interesting conversation. Oh, and watching some Ellen Degeneres stand up that was hilarious, that woman is really funny.

Good news: I was worried that my not hearing about the new job yesterday meant it was down the drain, but I'm still in contention at least.

Bad news: I'm an idiot and gave him the wrong number for one of my references (it was only replacing a 6 with a 5, but that still resulted in him calling the wrong person). The foul-up has been corrected now, though.

Questionable news: The bunnies were brawling this morning! Gren seems to have gotten it into her head that she wants to be dominant again, and thus was trying to hump poor little Robo. Poor little guy had his huge beast of a girlfriend jumping on him from behind, and he didn't like that one bit. I'm hoping to not go home to a scene of carnage this afternoon.

It's my birthday and they're making me stay late! Whaaaaaaah!!!

Well, the interview...happened. I'm entirely unsure what to make of it. The library director seems to enjoy talking, as he monopolized most of the interview. He asked me questions, but then every answer I gave sent him down on a tangent. He said his only concern is that the job seems to be so similar to what I do now that it would basically be the same job in a different location- I tried to explain that it would actually be a big step up for me, as it's a professional position, and it involves more responsibilities than what I currently have. Try doing that while at the same trying to sound like you're competent enough to do the new job. I couldn't really get a good read off of him, but I don't know if that's good or bad, as the last time I thought I had a good read on the sitch it didn't go down the way I expected. Hrm. We'll wait and see. It sounds as if they want to move super fast, as the woman who currently holds the job is moving to Wisconsin on Friday. Oh yeah, he also said something about my lip ring, but I don't think it's too bad- he said he didn't care about, but wasn't sure about HR's policy (so obviously, I said if it had to go, it would certainly go), and he said he'd worked with people with piercings before and I was definitely dressed far more conservatively than they were.

I then killed time downtown for a few hours before my dermatologist appointment- ran in cayetana in H&M (though I had just eaten a sandwich and had super-stinky breath, so if I looked sketchy, I was just trying not to breathe on you!). Not liking the hot summer fashions so much, as they involve colors that are far too bright for me.

I am so obsessed with the book I'm reading- "The Eight" by Katherine Neville.

Today has been such a productive day. Did groceries, made trip to Brooks for non-grocery household items (though slightly foiled, as I went before the pharmacy opened), did laundry, another trip to Brooks for anti-baby pills, made some strawberry-rhubarb tart and then dinner, read, watched the Simpsons, and watched the highly anticipated season premiere of Six Feet Under. I think SFU has earned the right to be called the best show on television ever, beating out my long-standing #1 of My So-Called Life. I cried at the end, not for anything specific, just the reminder of mortality in general. *sniff* It was a damn good episode, everything they do is just so well-written and well-played.

So yesterday we finally saw Harry Potter 3. I liked it, but not really as much as the first 2, although I think this was the best film of the three. It was probably more the vague headached I had all day more than the actual movie that lead to that conclusion. Anyway, after that we hit Kowloons and tikied. Kowloons makes me insanely happy. Yay for Kowloons. Someday we have to try that Bali-Hai place that's off of 95.

Tomorrow morning I have my big important interview. I'm never nervous for interviews, but am really nervous for this one. Not so much for what I'll say, as I have an over-abundance of confidence for my ability to actually interview and speak about myself, but more for how I'll look. I think my looking too young is a big detriment (especially in a field where most people are 40+), and it's something I can't do a whole lot about. I'll wear businessy clothes and my nice suit jacket, and I'll try to get makeup to give me a few more years, but I'll still look like an 18 year old girl. Big shoes- huge heels will be a must tomorrow.

Back to my book!

I just went to a luncheon for the Boston Lawyers Group to meet my summer minion. It was a mix of interns and lawyers/law firm workers. I was asked so many times where I was interning and what school I go to. Tee-hee. I'm sure I'll appreciate it when I'm older. Eternal youth is mine!!!

Holy Crap!

Holy Crap!

I just got an email asking me to interview for the sweet job with the ice cream parties and the roof deck and the nice lawyers who like to help homeless people and I am so excited!!!!!! So excited that I'm writing run on sentences! So excited that I'm going to bust out of here and practically run home!

Did I mention I'm excited?

Did I mention that it pays exactly what my little heart hopes and yearns for? Did I mention that I actually signed up with Consumer Credit Counseling today, as I'm afraid I'll never dig myself out of the stinky hole o' debt I've gotten myself into? This calls for celebratin'!

If only every day could be like today. My boss and nosy co-worker are both out, which means that I feel like I'm not being babysat all day. I've gotten just as much (if not more) done as I usually do, but without the feeling that someone's looking over my shoulder. It even seems a little brighter and sunnier in here today.

The interview has happened, and is...promising. She said at the end that she "felt very comfortable" about it. Will probably have to go in to talk to someone higher on the totem pole there.

Satisfied.

Thanks to cosmicserpent, I now have Kokomo in my head, and I don't think it's going anywhere soon.

I had the reference question from hell yesterday, and finally passed it off to another librarian to see if they could have a go at it. It's a sign that a company doesn't exist when you call another office in the building at their listed address and the guy you talk to says he's never heard of them, but his office sometimes gets mail addressed to them. This is after calling the Better Business Bureau, Chamber of Commerce and City Hall, and looking at every conceivable online phone directory.

I am absolutely itching to take a trip. Plans are now in the works to head up to L-town for Midnight Madness and graduation, as the very last person we know there is graduating. Midnight Madness being the event where every Batesie who's of legal age or who has a fake id gathers to drink from midnight 'til the sun comes up. The lovely and talented Christine is coming to visit, and that sounds like the perfect event for a re-grouping of our little posse. But I really, really want to get to New York at some point. Maybe if I win big at Mohegan Sun... Heh, speaking of money, I'm totally going to earn money by selling my body to Science. I'm signing up for the research study about social drinkers. I figure if I'm drinkin' someone should pay me for it.

I hope everyone had as much fun last night as I did. It's so nice to have people over at the new place, there's more room, it's actually clean...

Working on Excel spreadsheets on a hangover, however, is not so pleasant. But the overtime money will be nice.

So now I'm kind of considering law school. By "considering" I mean that if an employer someday wants to front the cash for it, I'm thinking it could potentially be neat. Law librarians with J.D.s have it made.

Well my Spring semester is shaping up to look good on the old transcript. I just got an A in the corporate spying class, and I got an A in the corporate libraries class. Now...must make myself finish that final. After Thursday, if all goes as planned, I will never have to see Simmons again. *crosses fingers* c_m_i has reminded me that writing "Law Librarians Eat Poop" on my exam is not the best way to ensure passing, so I'll keep that in mind. I had my performance evaluatin at work yesterday, and found that everything I do is either "above average" or "outstanding." That's pretty sweet.

Tonight I've got a mellow night of hanging about watching girly movies and cooking dinner with Miss T. As I'm still somewhat exhausted from finishing the semester and moving, this is a very good thing. Am considering the hike out to Trader Joe's for that $3 wine, but Coolidge Corner is a far way from home...

I had a good talk with the director of my libes this morning. I will now have no guilt if I end up looking for employment elsewhere, and also have a quasi-possibility here. The hope of the quasi-possibility hinges on my becoming very adept at web development. I have a bare-bones grasp of rudimentary HTML right now, so I'd have my work cut out for me. I'm thinking of looking into an adult ed class. Apparantly Simmons grads can audit classes there for $400, which would mean spending money to take a class that I should just taken sometime in the past two years. But still, auditing is sweet because you don't actually have to do any of the work. But then again, it would mean sacrificing a weeknight every week to the soul-devouring monster that is Simmons. Hrrmmm. Choices, choices. No matter what happens with the quasi-potential, web development would be a really good skill to get under my belt for The Future. Anyone know any super-cheap adult ed places?

*edit- Hm, in checking out the Boston Center for Adult Education, it seems that it may be a nifty idea to get a membership there. They have wine & cooking classes that I've been antsy to try, too. Indeed.

I'm leaving work early today, but not for fun and games.

My boss' mom died this weekend, and I'm off to the wake.

The next librarian who behaves passive-aggressively around me is going to get it. I'm not sure what it is. It may be my foot connecting with their ass.

I'd describe the work woes, but, meh. No one needs to hear 'em. The grayness and rain outside isn't helping, and the prospect of class tonight is no upper. The good thing is that I'm ditching out of class at 8 to head to the Middle East. I think I have a presentation to give tonight, but am not entirely sure, and am not entirely prepared. If I do, I'll just read off of my project paper, shouldn't be too bad. Maybe I'll just tell stories about the bunnies instead. People like bunnies more than legal research on welfare law.

You know, whe I say that I work in a law firm, everyone always replies "lawyers must be so hard work with." But you know, by and large the lawyers are pretty affable. They respect what we do, and appreciate what we can do to help them. It's the damn secretaries. *shiver* I can't stand 'em. They're a mean, shrill lot.

This weekend was pretty quiet. Which is good, as this coming weekend promises to be exhausting in a super-fun way.

Friday night was the Preacher Boy show, which was a lovely time. I'm glad Drew got the chance to see some of his music live, as his musicians of choice don't generally tour as much as those indie rock kids.

Saturday involved working (what Saturday doesn't, of late?), then I stuck around work to do some school work research. After that, went home and packed- so, so grateful for my habit of moving at least once a year, as most of my extraneous crap is gone, and I find it increasingly easier to throw away sentimental things (though I still can't bring myself to get rid of all 4 of my high school yearbooks, despite the presence of some truly ghastly photos). We then had some tasty dinner and beer at Bukowkis with folks.

Yesterday I spent the entire day working on my project for school. Well, from 11:30AM to 10PM, but that's pretty much all day. I took a sanity break to go grocery shopping, cook dinner, and watch the Simpsons, but that's really the only break I took all day. Craziness. I'm not even done the frickin' project! But am close enough that I could even justify turning it in as is and figure on getting about a C/B-.

I totally got the rejection letter from Wellesley, but have to admit my heart's not broken over it. The hours were going to be super-crappy, and my situation here at work has changed (in that my boss is going on extended leave, so I can't really go anywhere right now, as that would be leaving them in far more of a bind than even my selfish little heart could allow). I chalk it up as good experience, like a test-run in case a supremely awesome job opens (like, um, Schlesinger Library at Harvard....drooool...gender studies reference). I think I need to get my suit jacket thing tailored, it might help if I don't look like a little kid playing dress up in businessy clothes. =)

Now exiting good-worker-girl mode, entering good-student-girl mode. Here's hoping I only have to stay here one more hour to get some homework done.

Preacher Boy is totally the Lou Barlow of Alt-Blues. I really enjoyed his set last night. The Tarbox Ramblers.... were a little too contra-dancey for my particular taste.

I firmly believe that in a fight between a hippo and a crocodile, the hippo totally wins. In fact, I have a somewhat dimwitted, yet amusing, hand puppet rendition of how the fight would go down.

Back at work after a long week of learnin', and it's not so bad. I got news that I'll be supervising a minion of my very own this summer. I also get to go to the big law librarian conference this summer.

This weekend was just what I needed: sending Shelby off with good wishes, Sopranos, lunch with my dad & brother, being all fancy and going to a play then getting fancy Jacob Wirth's food after, walking around Somerville and looking at apartments, and watching Six Feet Under.

More good news: I'm going to see an allergist on Thursday, as this horrible plague of a cough I've had for months has not ceased, and it's beyond annoying.

Holy Crap!

I am the interview queen. I tossed my resume in the ring for a job at Wellesley, as my qualifications seemed to fit it perfectly; mostly I was just curious to see if I would get a response, but didn't really expect to hear anything. That, and it's an intersting job that would be fun. So I've got a phone interview next week. After last summer's Olympics of interviewing, I am once again excited to get out there and talk about myself; I do need to have a serious conversation at this point about growth in my current job, as I like where I am now, but am too ambitious to remain a lowly library assistant once I have my degree.

Oy, off to work in a few minutes. I am a good worker girl.

Am feeling super-competent today. Ordered thousands of dollars worth of books for the libes, am inputing records into the Automated Integrated Library System or whatever you call these things, and am feeling generally as if my job does indeed have meaning above and beyond stickering and stamping books. Of course, I did spend half my morning stickering books, but still.

I am also getting really excited, as (most of you have probably already seen this in his journal) Drew & I have decided that we're going to stick around- we had been waffling back and forth on the idea of moving to D.C. upon graduating.... I will be itching to leave Beantown sooner than later, but it'll be excellent to find a nice new place and not have to face utter upheaval of new jobs, friends far away, new city, yadda yadda.

Class tonight. Dear Lord. I will make it through. Case law is important, must learn case law. On another note- I finally paid attention to an episode of West Wing last night, and am totally and completely hooked. My dream job someday is to do research for some sort of political group or person... I know there are people who do that for Congressional conferences and committees, and it seems so nifty. All that political intrigue and drama! I definitely do not want to be the White House Press Secretary.

I am officially declaring it "one of those days."

It took until 11:45 this morning for me realize that my shirt was on backwards. At this point, I'm just glad I left the house wearing clothes.

I'm a tad frustrated here, as sometimes people who I don't report to make the mistake of thinking that I actually have any decision making power; they ask why I decided to do something, and all I can say is "um, I didn't make that decision, I'm waiting for so-and-so to tell me it's ok to do it." Lord knows if I went ahead and decided something without consulting, a rain of fire would descend on my wee little head.

I really want to be home in bed with a book.

Currently am a being a good worker-girl. You know, I actually don't mind the overtime hours so much, since I'm basically doing busy work and listening to my IPod. Obviously, I'd rather have gotten the extra couple of hours of sleep, but I'm making money. I can't tell if it's snowing, raining, or just foggy outside; my building is swathed in gray mist.

My boss is out, so today I have been given power and responsibility. I am in charge of our temp.

So I've got my fingers crossed re: class tonight. Last week we got out early, and she also said that she really didn't think it would take 3 hours to cover what's on tap for tonight. So, if my luck holds, I may be able to swing by the tail end of beer club. If not, then I will wallow in the crap-itude that is Simmons. Maybe I'll tell her I need to leave early.... That was a fun habit I got into last semester in Management. Speaking of Simmons, I just got my extra student loan money, which is a big joy. Though I've already handed off about a third of it to Drew for bills. Bills are lame.

I've had thoughts and posts brewing lately, but am always too braindead in the middle of the day to get down what I was thinking earlier. Rest assured, I am thinking thoughts. I may share said thoughts at some point.

I just had to waste my lunch break on training for Lexis Nexis... which is what half of my 3 hour class is about tonight. Sigh.

Well, I also found out that the guy who's my age at work loves Strong Bad, so that's cool. I miss having people to gossip with at work, maybe there's hope yet that I can make a friend here. So lonelyyyyy.

I could really use some bad jokes right now. Please entertain me.

You know what- it helps if you tell me what not to do before I finish a project. Also, I'd appreciate it if I could at least take my coat off in the morning before barraged with the "you shouldn't have done that" lecture. Rawwwr.

Did anyone see Aqua Teen last night? The Mooninites came back [again]!!! Best episdoe since last year's Love Mummy.

There's a string quartet in our lobby just sittin' and playin' music. Extravagent- yes. Makes Jen feel like her job is fancy-pants- yes yes yes. But could they skip that and just give us all a little extra cash in our bonuses?

Do you folks ever work?! Heh. Seriously, I have to admit that my livejournal and email time at lunch is what helps me remain sane for the rest of the day. Now if only they could get moving on the whole having your friends posts emailed to you thing. Life would be sweeeeeet.

Is it a sign of a problem that every dream I can remember for the past week has involved my bunnies in some way or another?

You know what I haven't mentioned yet? The fact that Drew gave me wonderful, excellent presents for Christmas this weekend. I am armed and ready with a digital camera, and now wish that I had thought to take it with me today, as I bet I could get some nice pictures after work of all the big buildings. That, and the Tiki Road Trip book!!!! Now everywhere I go I will know exactly where to find tiki joy. Except South Dakota, Vermont and Connecticut, which have no recorded instances of tiki bars existing.