I discovered I have a pair of white pants (I went into a fugue of clothes buying a couple springs ago) and I'm terrified to wear them because lunch will kill them. Also white pants=CSI:Miami to me, but I know it's not so bad on women.
Big all hands meeting went fine. Office is a lot quieter now, but I don't think people are as worried as they were two hours ago. I still haven't heard how it affects my particular project, but I think it is more likely to affect my chances of getting hired afterwards than interrupting the project itself--I just can't predict how.
Sorry for the syzygy of difficulties, Theo.
I'm wearing a light peach shirt and eating tortellini with a red sauce. So far, so go, but I'm not making any bets on the shirt remaining clean.
Awww...
During D.C. hearing on same-sex marriage, witness interrupts by proposing to his partner.
The D.C. City Council held a hearing yesterday on a bill allowing same-sex couples to marry in the nation’s capital. However, the hearing was briefly interrupted when witness Andy Hertzberg stopped to propose to his partner. “I would like to take a huge step in my own life,” Hertzberg said. “Andy [Rollman], I’d like to ask you: Will you marry me?” One marriage equality opponent was outraged that they would show their love for one another, saying that for “something like this” to happen in the Council’s chambers, it showed a lack of “respect.” According to the local ABC report, however, most council members were supportive of the proposal.
There is also a video.
Didn't spill the pasta, but I did just throw it all up into the garbage can. Ugh. Don't know why--it wasn't in my stomach long enough to be food poisoning, and it wasn't anything I hadn't eaten before (a few tortellini, veggies, and red sauce).
Oh dear, Kathy. Flu, possibly? Or maybe your body is being passive-aggressive with you now that you've made a decision on surgery.
I was reading an article today about how it isn't too late to lose weight for middle-aged women. The article's tone was that you can lose weight
if you just want it enough.
Right. That's
exactly
how weight loss works, Chicago Sun-Times. ARGH.