Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces...

January 17, 2003 – morning

Two ads converted, one to go. They’re pretty big PDFs, so it takes a looooooooong time. Forgot to add that I have a 10:00 am meeting here, and I’ll probably be dragged out to the gym by my personal trainer/brother this afternoon.

I brought flowers into work for the first time in a LONG time. I have to redecorate this cube. I’m tired of it. There was an article somewhere on the web on how to change your cube into a ‘beach hut” theme. As long as it doesn’t permanently damage the structure, I guess I’m free to do what I want.

There’s my ad! Back to work..

January 17, 2003 – morning

Another beautiful snow fell last night. It’s beautiful because 1) It’s less than 3 inches, and 2) it’s not sticking. It’s a dry, powdery snow.

Wt: 143.4
Mood: Exhuberant
Work docket: Had some PC troubles this morn, so got a late start here. Did Entertainment section — I actually had to create a “no stars” graphic for a particularly stinky movie! Will do Hot Properties and some marketing stuff.
Lunch plans: I brought Lean Cuisine chicken something-or-other, but I’m really dying to go to the mall.
Afternoon/evening plans: Unknown.
Weekend plans: Unknown, other than the Royal Rumble PPV on Sunday night.

Am waiting for Hot Properties to convert. They’re not done yet, so I’ll go slap on some makeup before I frighten away my coworkers.

January 16 2003 – evening

The Dermatologist gave me a clean bill of health! Yaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! (With the exception of another acne flareup…oh well, it keeps me youthful)

I had the sliver of mac-n-cheese that was left for me by my Spouse-with-the-voracious-appetite. I don’t feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel like cleaning the bathroom tonight. I guess that’ll wait until the weekend. I also don’t feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel like playing Sims right now. I guess I’m bored with it. Unless you have a wide network of friends (which I don’t) it’s pretty boring. I’m really not the ‘will you be my friend?’ type. So maybe I’ll just sit back on my chaise, wrap myself in blankets, read Maxim and just feel happy to be alive.

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