Jan 09, 2009 11:07
Yup, it's another fun adventure in sitting.
Last night, I had a dream about a tornado and Kaufman lofts, only the loft looked totally different. Inside and out. At the end, it was revealed that the tornado was really a man. And Sylvan was sort of Jude (from 6teen) and was trying to win Caitlin, and succeeded, and when she kissed him he grew a beard. Caitlin was freaked out and ran away, so he shaved and kept sending her flowers; he told me it was his speech.
Made the mistake of asking how many gummi cookies people wanted, so now I have to be clever when compling with Sheldon's "one million" and Jeff's "all". I've decided what to do for 1/3 of Jeff's order, but am still stuck on the logistics of the rest.
Got in late to work today on account of the bus being late. Fired as a result. Offered to bribe with future cookies. No further discussion held.
The last three tasks I've had, I have been unable to complete, due to fussy environments and having the wrong devices. All I can do is bide my time. Or read a design doc and fall asleep.
Hopefully, tonight we will finally have internet.
Stompy out.
dreams,
food,
plans,
events,
work