as in, it's as cold as one in here. It makes stepping outside oh, so pleasant. Seriously, my fingers are ice cubes. Jones, you'd love it.

In other news, I'm hungry. Today has been moving at the inverse of the speed of light, so I had breakfast approximately 7 light years ago.

The new job is uber boring. They're putting off fully training me until Monday so I spent yesterday entering dates into a database and screen printing out of some crappy DOS-like tracking program. Today has been much of the same and I think I'd kill my mother for a nap right about now. The extreme cold is sapping my energy and my will to live. No, for real. I just felt a breeze thanks to the industrial strength air conditioners.

On the writing front, there is nothing new to report, but I plan to spend tomorrow next to Mom's pool, so maybe something will happen then.

Seriously. I swear I've been here 87 hours already.

After lunch I was working on yet another boring project and that, combined with post-prandial sleepiness just about killed me. I think too, the music I was listening to added to the sleepy. It was The Crystal Method's Vegas which is not something you'd automatically think of for lulling you to sleep, but the repetitive loops really did a number on me. In addition, to round out the whining, the chair here is terrible. It's not meant to be an actual desk chair because there's no resistance at all when I lean back and the arms don't adjust right and... well, suffice it to say, it sucks BFDD.

Well, that's enough of that. How about things that don't suck now?

Having tomorrow off.
Tonight's slashtastic TV lineup.
carolinecrane's slash.
diet vanilla coke.

napping in the summer in infinitely less satisfying than napping in the winter.

There's something to be said for snuggling down into several pounds of blankets.

why?

That's my reaction to the WaT_allfic list at yahoogroups.

I'm totally broken.

what is it with wrongheaded slash pairings? (Ru, you can just shut it, missy ) The CSI Slash list is positively swimming in them.