Friday was my last day in the office for 5 weeks -- woohoo! So okay, I stayed till 10pm finishing up projects and closing out all of my 1st quarter billing, but I didn't really mind since I am outta there! (Did I mention I won't be in the office for 5 weeks?)
On Sunday, I am off to Vegas with my friend Sam and his sister Sarah. I will also get to meet his dad (!) who has decided to join us in our revelry. Hmmm... It'll be nice to see Sarah again though, as she is no longer paid by her employer to gallivant down from Boston for work (i.e., that particular client engagement ended & I think her current project is in...Cleveland? Not sure, but I'll find out this week).
It's been so long since it was warm (what DOES 73 degrees fell like again?) that I wound up calling my friend Margaret to ask about appropriate clothing. The ironic thing is that both Vegas and HK has the same temp, but with diametrically opposing levels of humidity. Oh boy.
So as part of finding appropriate clothing, I was digging through my warm weather gear and discovering many dresses and tops which will join the pile of shorts destined to get the hell out of my home, probably in another vast haul. Last time I dragged 4 giant sacks of clothes to Housing Works, and 4 even larger sacks to Bottomless Closet (plug, plug, plug -- I really like them AND they make it easy to contribution, unlike some places).
Last night (and this morning, and pretty much any time lately) my laptop is running so freakishly slow that I am losing my mind. There is even a lag as I MOVE MY CURSOR. I fear that I have picked up lots of damn computer cooties. I hate it, and wonder if the Geek Squad will clean out my 'puter for me when I come back from HK. I've already looked up some of the gazillion processes and killed several (no, I do not need the Dell Media Experience running in the background ALL THE TIME) but still...hate it. Hate the lag.
When my mom called this morning at 9am (why do moms never wait till, say, 11am??) and woke me up, I was thirsty so I staggered out through the living room and into the kitchen for a glass of water and my living is a freaking mess. As in: where is the floor? Are there any horizontal surfaces left? I hate it. (Apparently I hate lots of things this morning.) Must go attack living room now. Argh.
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