Ho hum. Another day. So here I am at work, wondering when their going to come and make me move to another cube, or take away my cube for a week, or otherwise hinder my productiveness, when a delivery man comes in.... Yep, my cube is the storage place for bottled water. Not just little gallon jugs of water. Those big, industrial sized jugs that go in water dispansers. Yeah. There are 8 of them here. but's it's ok... by cube here is bigger than the one in the old building. This week. The "plan," as I'm told, is this... There are four intern cubes now, and four interns (nice how that works out, isn't it?). But Monday there will be two or three new interns, and no cubes for them (How sad). So, in an effort to give everybody workstations, "they" (the cube wall people) are supposed to come and tear down my cube and the other three intern cubes, and magically rearrange everything so that there are six or seven cubes, or at least six or seven workstations. And "they" tell me that my new cube will be biger than the one I have now. Right. I just can't see the math in that one. I could set the building on fire :-)
My dad's car is acting funny... It has a slow leak in the radiator, which I can deal with... it's doesn't make me happy, but I can deal with it... But then today, it started making hissing and bubbleing noises. Only one thing in that car hisses and bubbles. The radiator. This is why I don't like to drie cars with radiators. Because radiators crack and hiss and blow up. Fan belts occasionally wear or slip, but never blow up. I have a VW so that I don't have to deal with things that blow up and shoot steam.
And I'm still waiting on my Bug... It's bought and paid for, but I'm still waiting on the title. I don't want to pick it up before I get the title because maybe, if Henry sees the bug everytime he leaves the house, he'll remeber to look for the title. He better find it soon, though.... I'm getting frustrated. And I'm supposed to drive it to Memphis (Southaven) in the middle of June. Grr.
I finally nailed things to the wall last night. Two shelf sets, which should help my sister get her knick-knacks out of the floor... maybe.
Poor Chad... He's stuck in Boulder all by himself... No one to hang out with or anything... and He can't leave until the weekend. Poor Chad. But.... I get to see him next weekend. We're travelling to State together :-) Oh yeah, check out Chad's webpage. :-)
And, for the record, I prefer whipped cream. With strawberries.
posted by Deedee 1:19 PM
This is my brain..... in part, at least.
