Update:
I just found out about the
London Bombings and I'm definitely upset. Actually, my heart is heavy with sorrow for the people who were hurt. That kind of thing just makes you hurt inside.
On a completely different and practically sacreligious note, my number must have been owned by a lot of people, because yesterday two people called for Bob, and one of them believed I was his wife Lisa. Sheesh, does wrong number mean anything to people anymore? Then someone called for some other guy today. It's kind of annoying. But I don't have to pay for it, so that's okay.
I couldn't find the clothing I wanted to wear this morning so I ended up in a bright pink tank top and blue plaid pants. I definitely look like a geek.
On that note, I'm going to work now.