The tips of my hair are still blue enough that when I was playing with my braid in the Renaissance Man's office, sitting against the window, he noticed the blue halo and had to check to make sure he wasn't hallucinating, which could have been a possibility. He's not sure he'd be able to get away with interesting colored hair (despite what sounds like a secret liking for the idea) as he has not been cultivating the same sort of physically as well as personally wacky reputation as I have been.
In the absence of many of the department folks, I have been poking helpdesk with a stick for escalations. Hee, hee, hee.
I have heard some of lb's thoughts on chocolate, happy funtime word games, and deep-dish pizza. He is a Chicago dude.
I have been wandering through the wacky depths of my email box. Oi.
Super-fun topics that the Renaissance Man and I have discussed lately include:
( Read more... )( anatomy )The office has been very quiet, except for the printer near my cube, which is making this terrifying squeaky noise that I need to file a ticket about. I got distracted by the contents of my email box.
I am attempting to catch up on Homestuck again. It's sort of slow going, because I'm very, very behind.