I think I'm allergic to work
Jul. 28th, 2005 10:56 amSo here I am at work, and my throat no longer hurts since I killed it with Tylenol, but I’ve got yet another ear infection. At least it’s in my bad ear, so I don’t have to worry about any more damage there. I was feeling reasonably okay when I left the house, and it got progressively worse as I got closer to work. Thus, I’m concluding that I’m allergic to this place.
Met t! on the way to the metro today. Or, rather, he sneaked up behind me while I was reading, and I only became aware of his presence when he slowed down to walk beside me. I pay only a minimal amount of attention to my surroundings when I read and walk: enough to know when things come up in my peripheral vision so that I don’t bump into people/lamp posts, or walk straight out into traffic when the light’s red.
We had a fun talk about books and music and something called the Gong Show, which made me want to bring a gong to work (t!’s suggestion for when the CAM gets out of hand with her bad jokes).
The CAM, I have discovered (not recently, but I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned it before), has the sense of humour of a ten-year-old boy who’s overdosed on sugar. This is the conversation (slightly abbreviated) that we had yesterday.
( 'Get it? Get it?' *wink wink nudge nudge* )
Met t! on the way to the metro today. Or, rather, he sneaked up behind me while I was reading, and I only became aware of his presence when he slowed down to walk beside me. I pay only a minimal amount of attention to my surroundings when I read and walk: enough to know when things come up in my peripheral vision so that I don’t bump into people/lamp posts, or walk straight out into traffic when the light’s red.
We had a fun talk about books and music and something called the Gong Show, which made me want to bring a gong to work (t!’s suggestion for when the CAM gets out of hand with her bad jokes).
The CAM, I have discovered (not recently, but I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned it before), has the sense of humour of a ten-year-old boy who’s overdosed on sugar. This is the conversation (slightly abbreviated) that we had yesterday.
( 'Get it? Get it?' *wink wink nudge nudge* )