Friday, August 29, 2008

New Office Policy

I work in a decent size office. Lately, it seems as though there is a new office policy.

No Shoes Allowed
No one wears their shoes around the office anymore. From the support dudes to the managers--everyone is walking around barefoot or in socks. It's disgusting.

There were even people up at the reception desk the other day sporting the dirty sock look. It makes me want to puke. Put them back do you know that funky smell your complaining of isn't your feet?

Saturday, August 23, 2008

My friend Amy showed me this awesome site. It takes you back in time...take a look.

The site is called yearbookyourself--it's so fun and it counts as work while you're at work.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Love 'em

I love people. I love working with people. Mostly, I love people watching with a dose of eavesdropping.

One of my favorite types of people is (are?) artists. Artists are a complete breed of their own. Totally in a good way because they see and create things that my mind could never even comprehend. There are lots of different types of artists. There's the funky cool artists, the weird awkward quiet hermit artists and then you've got the crazies. The Crazies are my favorite to watch and listen to. They dress weird, smell a little odd...yet you can't put your finger on it, they are really into different things whether it's Japan Animation or figurines of some kind and another trait is that they find one another and they and their friends create some kind of Artist's Only Club.

Last night, Fred and I rode our bikes to Smiths to get a movie from the greatest of all creations, Redbox. While waiting in line, there were two girls that were walking out and one guy walking in.

Their conversation went like this:

Girl #1: "So hi! How are you? What are you doing here?"

Boy: "Oh just getting some snacks for a project I'm putting together. What are you fabulous ladies doing this fine evening?"

Girl #1: "Yeah. I'm just buying stuff. So school is starting next week. What show are you in?"

Girl #2: "Oh he's in that one down town. Haven't you seen his stuff. It's great. Very powerful. (looking at the boy) Do you know who I am?"

Boy: ""

Girl #2: "You bought one of my pieces last year. The one with the yoga goddess."

Boy: "I don't know what you're talking about"

While we're unlocking our bikes, the two girls come out. I didn't hear the whole conversation just: "Oh yeah. He's hiding in my shirt. We just got done with a bike ride."

Totally caught my attention. Who is hiding in her shirt? So now I'm staring...She pulls out a mouse from in between her boobs. What the heck?

"Yeah he was just riding on my shoulder while we were on the bike ride. It was just great."

Oh my gosh. for real? She took her pet mouse on a bike ride and put it between her boobs?

I love these people.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

I'm just lazy

I know...I know...I haven't blogged in forever. So unlike me. I wish I had some good reason as to why I haven't--but I don't.

Here are a few of the things we've been up to:
  • We ride our bikes everywhere (literally)

  • we are obsessed with the game Settlers of Catan

  • watching the freaky chinese gymnasts

  • adoring the USA gymnasts

  • admiring Michael Phelps

  • sporting sexy mullets

  • hunting for golf balls

  • getting ready for school

  • working

I personally have loved not doing anything. I forget how much I really do love Logan.
Just so I'm not guilty of an incredibly boring post here are some pictures of what we've been up to.

I'll try to make some exciting stuff happen so I have cool stuff to blog about. In the meantime, anyone wanna come play Settlers??

Monday, August 4, 2008

Bad Habits

I have been popping my knuckles since the 7th grade. I remember exactly where I was when someone showed be how to do it without pulling your fingers out of their sockets and I've been popping ever since.

I have self diagnosed restless finger syndrome so I have to always be doing something with my hands. I don't do it because I like it but mainly because I don't realize it until I'm doing it.

I want to stop!! Has anyone broken this habit? Any tips on breaking it?