Aug 26, 2007 06:49
Starting tomorrow, there are no more mondays, the first of the Nomos! Quite excited. We're nearing that point when little things get big in a hurry. Where eating too loud is an offence punishable by death and that guy with the ugly shirt you see every three days has become your mortal enemy despite the fact that you have never spoken. Never spoken, but he gave you that look once, the look that seemed to say that he disapproved of the way you dangle participles. I'm completely convinced that if the office ever does go to 45 day surveys, there's only going to be one person getting off the boat at the end.
On the lighter side, a wasp made it into the lab today. It nearly stung our data manager, but got stomped into the floor before it had oppertunity to do so. Which is fortunate, it was a big wasp. The DM was visibly shaken though, and added after a moment's consideration that wasps and jews dont get along. He's a funny little bastard.
The running has been going well, spent the day before yesterday trying to recover from the Tonya Harding I gave myself on one of the rear cleats. It's still a bit bruised but I ran last night and only hobbled a little. Food is still good, trip is progressing well and it could really be much worse. Looking forward to the midport. no mo mondays!