Snowed In!

Snowed In!
Three feet of snow rolled into town yesterday. Two of them landed on the ground, and the other foot is just blowing all over the place. People are walking backwards by my window because of the wind, but from my indoor perspective next to an overactive heat register it's just beautiful. I'm going to bring my sled in to work tomorrow and sled home.

Today is the annual Holiday party. I'm going to have to go home and change, because I forgot and wore jeans today, which isn't normally a big deal since the only humans I see at work are also in jeans, but in the context of a university-wide soiree, might be seen as a bit skuzzy. The thing is, what with the three feet of snow and all, I'm not sure what else to wear. I'm not one of those women who owns sixteen pairs of lined woolen slacks. I was planning on doing a bit of work clothes shopping after the break, but right now its either jeans, cargo pants, or a skirt. And the skirt is right out. Do other people have these problems?

Holidaze

Holidaze
It has been a few years since I worked a regular job, so I had forgotten about the mid-December slump. The week before everyone goes on vacation. The week when people stop by your desk for a chat and stay for an hour. The week when meetings diverge into weird little free-associative conversations. Where people get up to do something, and then forget what they were doing. I'm sure several management books have been written on the subject. What I had forgotten was how fun the slump is. People are more likely to self-disclose. People bring in candy, and then start long conversations about the candy. Work takes on an air of benign distraction.

Get me the hell out of this profession

Get me the hell out of this profession
Hey people, ever wonder why all of those students graduating with Information degrees aren't taking jobs in libraries? Here's a hint:
JOB : San Jose. FULL TIME openings. 60-120K ranges, Interface/Designers.
Let's go. Who's with me?

Sad

Sad
Our dog Rabbit died last night. We are both terribly sad and in shock. She was a beautiful, sweet, fluffy girl. I don't know why I'm posting this here, it's just that I'm so sad, and I guess I want everyone to be sad with me.