Bit of Ivory

Am slowly but surely recovering from Wahleecon. I wore myself out, both emotionally and physically, last weekend. Hopefully tonight I will have enough energy to do a proper write-up on at least the first couple of days. I’ve been too darn tired so far this week.

But like I said, I am making progress. For instance, my eyes actually let me put my contacts in both yesterday morning and this morning, although I had to take them out at about 9:30 last night. I didn’t have to buy a Pepsi at 3:00 yesterday to keep from falling asleep mid-sentence on my computer, like I did on both Monday and Tuesday. I have high hopes that I’ll be able to wake up at the normal time tomorrow instead of half an hour late like I have been the rest of the week.

Oy, vey.

I did manage to finally make one of those picture-maker avatar, things, though. Unfortunately, it makes me look entirely too pretty. I tried making my nose off-center, but the result didn’t make it look any more like me, so I left it. Ah, well.

I’m watching a rain storm make its way across the valley. It’s raining in the Oquirrh mountains right now, and the effect is beautiful. Only problem is, the rain is bringing cooler temperatures, which is making it very, very cold in my office. Have already drunk one cup of Stephens Hot Cocoa (hazelnut), and I really shouldn’t have another one. Maybe this afternoon.

My coworker has been coming in every morning to discuss HP. He’s reading them for the first time. Finished GoF last night. He’s not sure he wants to read OotP before we’re sure of a release date for 6. I told him he should, though, as it will help answer a lot of his questions. I’m kind of interested to see how OotP looks to someone who didn’t have to wait for three years between books. It’s nice to be spreading the love of HP, though. It’s been a while since I’ve been able to be an HP missionary.

I did an inventory yesterday, to see how far along we are on this project. It looks like we’re about halfway. Considering it’s taken them 2 years to get this far, that means a lot of work. Hooray for job security.

Speaking of jobs, I better get back to mine. . .