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It is like a bajillionty degrees in here today. We’ve complained. The building people are theoretically coming up today. I hope they come soon. Concentration is difficult in this sauna-like environment. It’s so warm, my cold-blooded ancestral instinct is to curl up and take a nice nap.

Even I, long-time proponent of room-temperature water, have resorted to refrigerated water to stay cool.

I’ve really liked the last three days of Sinfest. So much, in fact, that I’ve printed them out and stapled them to my cube-wall. My old next-cube-neighbor from my last job would be familiar with that practice. [Yes, I still have that “special” Penny Arcade. No, I don’t have it hung up here. I think I may be subconsciously preserving it for future generations.]

I’m super-fascinated with today’s Wikipedia picture of the day. It’s the Orion Nebula, in super-ridiculous high-resolution. I’m seriously contemplating getting it professionally printed by a poster company and hanging it on the wall in the spare room / office / piano room.

I didn’t bring in a hair tie today so my hair is held off my neck with a rolled up twist of Scotch tape.

Cross your fingers and toes, the project I’ve been working on more or less since I started here is theoretically shipping tomorrow. When my group lead told the build guy that Tuesday’s build was RC1, I didn’t believe it. But the sky hasn’t fallen yet, so that’s good news.

Saturday is the Christmas Fair at church. I’ve not been nearly as involved as I was last year. In fact, I’ve basically been a Fair drop out. Luckily, Nancy is one of the nicest people on the planet and forgave my lack of communication in the recent weeks. I’ll be heading over there early Saturday morning. Maybe I’ll even bring some cookies for the baked goods table.

My personal trainer is having more surgery on her injured foot, so she had to cancel our appointment for today. That made me sad. I really need her motivational skills. I’m having a horrible time motivating myself. I’m no good at it. I’m barely holding steady here, and I really could use to drop some more weight. It can be done. It must be done. Oh man, I wish I could make it be done…

Did I mention that it’s hot in here?

Let me have a swig of my refrigerator-water.

Wait, this isn’t really that cold anymore. Should I get another?

Naw, that would require moving…