Today is National Bring the Rampaging Chibis to Work Day. They're cute, so I've not gotten much work done.

One question, though. . . I work at a research lab. At what point as a parent do you think "I work at a Research Lab, so I think it's alright for little Tommy to wear his shoes with the wheels in the heels."

Does this seem a bit like, um, asking ( Read more... )

My co-worker, we'll call her Ali, is a very ardent atheist. She and I talk quite often, and I think she forgets that I am very much not an atheist, I think because I don't fit her image of an "ardent believer"-- likely, in that I'm not always quoting the Bible, not always talking to her about Jesus, and am, in her words, "very intelligent."  We'll ( Read more... )

So, they're updating the main program we use here at work. Gonna take two days, and --so sad for us-- we can't get any work done in the meantime.

^_^

Oh well. I't kinda like indoor recess.

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A man is walking around, looking for someone or something. He disappears behind the fake walls to the cubicles on the other side.

A woman's voice, "May I help you?"

"Um, yeah. . ." the man's voice replies. "I'm looking for K___."

There is a silence, as everyone in the office pauses for a moment.

The woman replies, somewhat slowly.

"K____ is in ( Read more... )

I can't believe I had this conversation last night. It's so quintessentially . . .me. . .

Kat and I were discussing many things, and the topic of how her mother hadn't called her back came up, and somehow this ended up in a discussion about selling one's soul (in terms of taking out loans from a bank). . .

ME: [*polishes nails on shirt, inspects them ( Read more... )

What did I do? Well, got up at quarter to five, went to work, with two meetings and, since it's Asian Pacific American Hertiage Month, an hour long martial arts demo in the auditorium. That's right folks, your tax payer money pays me to see people breaking wood boards and cinderblocks for fun. All in the name of "diversity ( Read more... )

I am a Dog of the Military ( Read more... )

1) Nataku died, buuut. . . I am now the proud owneer (with my Mom, needed a co-signer) of a Red Chevy Cavalier. Bright red. Cop-catcher, street-walker red. But, strangely enough, this is a guy car. I know that modes of transportation are supposed to be feminine, but not this guy. So, because he's a flashy Cavalier, his name is. . .D'Artagnan2) My ( Read more... )

I hate people. Really. So many people out there need to just . . . die already. I mean, talk about no life, when you live in a suburban metropolitan area and you have nothing better to do near Christmas than take your bratty self and bratty kids to Starbucks as a "special occaision" thing. Whatever happened to going to the free museums? I remember ( Read more... )

Arg. I've been heading shifts lately, and there are many things that have been getting to me. Feel free to add your own rules ( Read more... )