It's amazing to me that it's not actually *going* to work that I hate, but the act of getting there and back. I pretty much want to pound my fists on the steering wheel every evening. Tons of fun. Must. Move. Soon. :)
I gave my first presentation in my new lab today. It was short and to the point and I left a TON of stuff out--mainly because I don't understand a LOT of stuff yet... But the boss said it was good so that made me happy.
The Boy is out to dinner with a visiting work-related-type guy. So I'm at home chillin', doing laundry, and watching HGTV while I upload pictures from the recent vacation. Things have gotten hella crazy since my return. Too much stress. Oy. So a night on my own is definitely a good thing right now.
52. Read a book with Chris, discuss. Any book (that isn’t a comic or graphic novel :p)
While on vacation Chris and I finished
Cell. We argued about the ending but definitely both enjoyed the rest of it. It was fun and Chris actually implied that he'd be willing to do it again! *gasp*
55. Watch the sun set. Just watch. No pictures.
Done several times while on vacation. Yay!
And that's all. After some pictures of course...