Is it 5:00 yet?
Sep. 17th, 2010 01:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I swear to God, I am allergic to my office. I was totally fine until I got inside here, and now I'm sneezing and my nose is dripping. I went outside to my car a while ago, as I'd left my phone and wanted to get it. Outside it's BEAUTIFUL, all sunny and mildly warm with a slight breeze. It's perfect. And you know what? Just two minutes outside in the fresh air and sun made me feel so much better. But then I had to come inside, and now I'm sneezing and drippy again. GROSS. I'm sure it doesn't help that about ΒΌ of the people in my office have the Hacking Cough, and the stupid A/C is just recirculating germ-filled air. But God, what I wouldn't do to have a window that I could crack open to get some fresh air.
My life is tragic, y'all.
In other news, this morning I had the most awesome dream, where I met all of the actors from The Big Bang Theory, and I invited them over to our house for dinner to surprise the Scientist. So they all showed up, and he was like "OMGWTFBBQ?!" Except Jim Parsons kept insisting he really WAS Sheldon, and it was all very strange and we had pot roast. And then I woke up when the Scientist rolled over and picked up his watch from the nighstand, and I realized I'd been sleeping a really long time. Somehow, I'd turned off all the alarms on the clock radio, and it was 7:50. I'm normally out the door by 8:10. CRAP. So I ran around like a fool trying to get ready, and the Scientist was none too pleased at waking up that late, but I'm fairly certain he got to shower after I left, so he's still in better shape than I am right now. Plus, I bet his job isn't making him sneeze.
I really want to wash my hair, though. Blech.
My life is tragic, y'all.
In other news, this morning I had the most awesome dream, where I met all of the actors from The Big Bang Theory, and I invited them over to our house for dinner to surprise the Scientist. So they all showed up, and he was like "OMGWTFBBQ?!" Except Jim Parsons kept insisting he really WAS Sheldon, and it was all very strange and we had pot roast. And then I woke up when the Scientist rolled over and picked up his watch from the nighstand, and I realized I'd been sleeping a really long time. Somehow, I'd turned off all the alarms on the clock radio, and it was 7:50. I'm normally out the door by 8:10. CRAP. So I ran around like a fool trying to get ready, and the Scientist was none too pleased at waking up that late, but I'm fairly certain he got to shower after I left, so he's still in better shape than I am right now. Plus, I bet his job isn't making him sneeze.
I really want to wash my hair, though. Blech.
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Date: 2010-09-18 04:08 am (UTC)