I can't put my arms down!
Jan. 16th, 2004 11:38 amIt is 15 degrees outside. I have large picture windows in my office. I love the view. I do not love the cold that cheerfully seeps into my office. I have on jeans, boots, t-shirt, heavy sweater, a cardigan, my wristies (
moobabe, I love you forever for introducing me to these things!), and there is a large cup of hot tea at my side. There is a leather coat hanging on my door so huge it looks like I'm wearing my father's coat, long enough that my feet vanish under the hem when I take steps, plus leather gloves stuffed in the pocket, and a Kodiak fleece hat on the hook under the coat. I'm debating putting all of that on as well just to sit in my office.
And you know what? It's a great day. Nothing's different. I have lots of good, steady work to do. I plan to hit the gym at lunch. I have to teach tomorrow. Dean's probably going to work late. And it's still a great day. I'm unaccountably cheerful, and I have no idea why, and I don't care. I'm just going to enjoy it, and try to infect all of you at the same time. Here. Zot. Zot. Zot. Cheerful rays! Muahahahaha! You've been hit! I am merciless in my spreading of joy!
Ahem.
Yes, well. It is Friday. ;)
And you know what? It's a great day. Nothing's different. I have lots of good, steady work to do. I plan to hit the gym at lunch. I have to teach tomorrow. Dean's probably going to work late. And it's still a great day. I'm unaccountably cheerful, and I have no idea why, and I don't care. I'm just going to enjoy it, and try to infect all of you at the same time. Here. Zot. Zot. Zot. Cheerful rays! Muahahahaha! You've been hit! I am merciless in my spreading of joy!
Ahem.
Yes, well. It is Friday. ;)