Most of Today Rocked, And Let's Not Talk About the 2 Hour Meeting of Hell and Uselessness in the Conference Room of Freezing Death.
I've tried to write a post for 30 minutes now, and I can't come up with anything I like as well as the title. So yeah, I think I'm going to leave it at that.
Ours depends on the weather. If it's hot outside, it's 10 degrees hotter in the conference room. If it's cold outside, it's 10 degrees colder. That's because we don't have enough money for temperature control. But YOU, the American people, can help. For the love.
I really cannot fathom why conference rooms (or buildings) have to be air conditioned to the point that they are uncomfortably cold. It's ridiculous that we have to wear sweaters inside in the summer.
But I'm glad you didn't die. Because I am looking forward to our next dinner party. And of course, to reading your blog in the meantime.
(And yes, that is simply because of your fantastic binder clip tiara. I try to pull my hair back with paper clips when I am bored, and you give me hope)
Observations and thoughts about life as seen through the eyes of a 20 something girl - this is the point where I'm supposed to say something like "making her way in the big city" but that's not true or "trying to leave her mark on the world" but also, not true who is actually making her way in the big city, and has been since August 2007. It's just me, my life, and my psychosis - and a lot of pictures of food, shoes, and sternums.
8 comments:
OMG we have a conference room of freezing death, too!
Ours depends on the weather. If it's hot outside, it's 10 degrees hotter in the conference room. If it's cold outside, it's 10 degrees colder. That's because we don't have enough money for temperature control. But YOU, the American people, can help. For the love.
I'm still waiting for a "Facts About Tapirs" post.
Seriously people, we almost lost Marcia to hypothermia. Not good.
I really cannot fathom why conference rooms (or buildings) have to be air conditioned to the point that they are uncomfortably cold. It's ridiculous that we have to wear sweaters inside in the summer.
But I'm glad you didn't die. Because I am looking forward to our next dinner party. And of course, to reading your blog in the meantime.
hi.. blog hopping... cool blog u have here...
And watch. You'll get more comments on this post than your others. Why the hell does that happen? Ever notice?
Am loving the title though. It had to be used.
You, sweetie, are my new favorite blog to read.
(And yes, that is simply because of your fantastic binder clip tiara. I try to pull my hair back with paper clips when I am bored, and you give me hope)
:)
Post a Comment