Oh, ita ! I am so sorry.

Separately, have I said thank you enough to all of you and especially msbelle and Amy and -t and JZ and Juliana for all the help and encouragement and bossiness. I quite literally din't think I could have done this without you, but with you all, I am pretty much ready for the movers, who won't be here for another two hours.

Yay ready for movers!

Lee, tons of moving~ma for today!

I thought many helpful thoughts at you, Lee. Really.

Good luck with the move.

You can do it, Lee!

I am so the anti-motivator. I'd be all "Sit down! Drink some more! Where are your Community DVDs again? Enh, moving, whatever".

I was on the phone with the tester, and she suddenly screamed and said that I needed to be in the office stat. The source of her discomfiture? The project manager's shoes. He's wearing them today because his boss is out--he's already been called into her office and told to tone it down for other shoes.

It took them five minutes of futzing and two iPhones, but they sent me the picture, and my response was "That was on purpose?? You weren't mugged by a graffiti artist on acid?"

He took it pretty well, considering how hideously rude that was.

I considered uploading the pic to share with you, but I thought that would be overly invasive. So I googled "really colourful Asics", and they were result #6.

My eyes are dilating right now, but whoa shoes and yay Lee!

Those shoes look like they escaped from Yellow Submarine.

Ugh! I'm blanking--what's the name of the NY gay (dead) artist who does really simple stylised colourful drawings (usually of people in abstracted almost-stick figurish forms)? My god, my social circle was obsessed with him when I was in university, and I've been to his store in NY a million...oh, idiot ita !, you have one of his children's books .... Keith Haring!

Yes, it's like Keith Haring on (even more) hallucinogenics.

(Vendor developer, when our tester tells you our SMTP server takes 30 seconds to respond to your setup, don't suggest you time out earlier--we're your customers. You don't code to explicitly exclude us)

MY EYES MY EYES!!!!

Okay, I just got told off by previously unseen neighbor across the hall for being rude (i.e., sticking my head out my door at 3:30 in the morning to see who was speaking in raised voices right in front of it, and asking her apparently drunk guest to keep it down).

Oh princess, you're going to want to be in our landlord's office bright and early tomorrow morning for the discussion about exactly what is and isn't rude.

WTF? Oh, yes, Matt -- go polite-postal on her ass. Princess needs a verbal spanking. Rude? You? Nope, babybee -- that Manolo is on YOUR foot.

ita, your job is crazy. It sounds kind of great?