And they rode on in the friscalating dusklight.
October 7, 2003 - 7:41pm
Today I got to work mostly on time. Within half an hour. I began the day by heating instant oatmeal in the break room microwave, followed by spilling a full glass of water all over the break room floor.
Not the way I want to start my morning, crouching on the break room floor, cleaning up an ocean of cold, pure natural spring water.
The morning dragged on. I tried as best I could to be productive and stay awake. By 10 o'clock I had downed the two Dr. Peppers I had brought with me and was waiting for the pick-me-up they promised to bring.
"Sometimes, you have to call in the Doctor." Johnny said to me.
Eventually I clocked out and headed home for lunch. As I rode down the mirrored elevator I checked out my hair in my reflection, running my hands back through it and pondering on the fact that I was having a great hair day. My gaze slipped down to meet my own eyes and I could only think that I wished my eyes looked as lively as my hair, instead of looking so tired.
Getting off I almost smacked right into the TA for my Intro to New Media class. I gave gave him a cheerful "Hey" and it took my about 15 seconds to realize that even though I know exactly who he is, there are roughly 200 people in the class so he probably won't recognize me.
Also: I nearly smacked into him again on the way back up an hour later. No kidding.
Upon returning to work, I felt friskier, ready to do great things. I tackled several crazy things, and then came the thousands of Verisign incidents.
Well, it was actually about 15.
I was working on the last of these when my boss comes over and advises me to move on to Nicole's queue, because she has tons of Verisign incidents and she is not here today.
"Cool, I think I'm getting pretty good at them."
"Well Nicole is like the queen of them, so good luck."
I, of course, took this as a challenge, and proceeded to knock out all 35 some-odd incidents of hers. Then my boss complimented me on my speediness and dedication (not in so many words, it was more like, "Good job on those Verisigns :)" but I knew what he meant).
It's shaped up to be a pretty decent day, even after all the nearly streaking.
October 7, 2003 - 8:30pm
It seems that Jenna had a good day after all. Milton will say that it is all in your head. Just think positive and always remember that Milton loves. ;)
All the while you where having a fantastic hair day, you should have let the hair be your guide.
October 7, 2003 - 8:46pm
You have alot of "nearly streaking" incidents don't you Jenna? And personallt, I think ever since they took out the special ingredient in Dr. Pepper, it just doesn't do the job. Move on to Coca-Cola.
October 7, 2003 - 11:57pm
A journey often looks far different at the end than at the beginning.
Or a day.
October 8, 2003 - 11:59am
Was this Tuesday that this occured? When I was going to have lunch with you and then had to study? If it makes you feel any better, I feel like hell today. I think I'm going to die before the day is over.
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