I'm currently in front of my keyboard at my desk in my cube cubby at work scarfing down the dessert portion of the pitch-in lunch we throw every year for Thanksgiving. I can't recall why we're having it so early this year, but there you have it. What I find so strange about it is we have approximately 200 people line up, grab a ton of food and then retreat to our individual, walled up cubicles where we eat alone. Yeah. It's a little bit of a dirge. I was hoping my single opportunity for social time which manifests itself by waiting in line would be fruitful. This pitch-in reminds me of when I was in elementary school and we all had to sit next to the people we were in line with waiting for food in the cafeteria. Only no cafeteria. I've a cup of coffee to compliment my slices of pumpkin pie and oh-so-rich pumpkin cheesecake. I'm glad I hit the gym beforehand.
This season, I've been introduced to the pumpkin cookie - exquisite - and a little number called a pumpkin roll which was sitting unopened on the pitch-in table. I'd like to try it, but I fear it will create a human structural integrity fault. I'm not yet at full-on holiday gorge shape yet, and I don't want to blow a gasket early in the season. There are many future opportunities for pumpkin roll.
I personally don't have much of a knack for nicknaming people, but fitnessnerd, aka Alain, (secretly aka Bea [Arthur] aka Dorothy) just nailed it when he called Harley Momma, of Shut Up, Phil! fame, Banshee. That's gonna stick. Dorothy, you have mad nicknaming skillz.
It's been pretty quiet for me recently. Monday, my company installed a new firewall on my laptop along with Anti-virus software. It certainly does the job. I can't resolve DNS from my home network anymore. What this means in normal speak is that I can't browse the web, or get my mail or even connect to the company network which is the reason why I was issued a laptop in the first place. So if you don't hear from me in a timely fashion that's why.
Also, on the boring news front I just installed the invisible shield on my iPhone. The phone is definitely protected right now, but I see to have something trapped under the film on the front screen. Agony!!! I can't stand this little imperfection in my otherwise crystal clear screen, and the worst part is I'm not certain I can even remove the screen. It's practically hermetically sealed on there now. Bummer. I'll just have to learn to live with it... or scrape the hell out of the thing trying to remove the screen protector. At what point is a pyrrhic victory simply a loss?
Time to go before I start outlining my chores for the day.
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You are more than welcome. I'm sometimes scare myself with the wildly appropriate names.
:)
The thing caught under the screen would drive me crazy, too. Welcome to OCD, my friend, welcome!
Hi!!! :) How are you?
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