My Life

I spent almost an hour taping stickers to the bottom of yurmulke wearing rubber ducks.

This is my life.

-Amy

Moments

Sometimes at work I have these moments where I feel like I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be. Where everyone and everything is simultaneously just right. Where I get pulled into an in-joke just be walking past and it occurs to me that they might not find me as obnoxious as I think they do.

They're kind of brilliant moments.

-Amy

Conversation

Amy: I've worked with people too long. I'm really good at pretending to be interested.
Coworker: I'm good at it too.
Amy: No. Not to sound conceited but I'm really good at it.
Coworker: I know me too.
Amy: Uh huh. *smile* Yeah. *nod* No! I know exactly what you mean! *hand flail* Isn't it just awesome when that happens!
Coworker: ...You are really good at that...
Amy: I know.
Coworker: I'm starting to question every interaction we've ever had.
Amy: *smile**

*You probably should be.
-Amy

***EDITED***

Girl Scout Cookies were found!

An Epic Game of Catch-Up

Hi. I'm still alive.

There's been a whole list of things that have prevented me from posting.

1. After I put the video up last post my blog somehow became listed as a spam blog and I couldn't really get to it. There was a repeated series of e-mails from Google and to Google. That was fun. It took some time to get the blog back up.

2. Life. You know how that goes.

A Significantly Less Than Epic Day

I hate public transit.

I hate college move-in weeks.

I hate labor day.

On a typical day it takes about 15, maybe 20 minutes of waiting before the bus gets to our stop. Then it's another 20 or so minutes to Kenmore station, where I work.

But this past weekend was move in at Boston University. I work at the Boston University bookstore. So, basically, this past weekend was Hell in a box. A big, coffee drenched, mocha syrup sticky, iced tea stained box.

Oh, yes, I also hate frappuccinos.