rhapsodic.org

Alaskan Summers: Rebar and Sunburns

I just this afternoon sunburnt my forehead because of all the driving I did today with my sunroof open. Our next mini-newsletter is DONE and OUT of the office which is GREAT and I can BREATHE for three seconds before starting the process all over again. Also need to redo the work website, not to mention the hundreds of other things on my desk and in my inbox and my todo lists.

But! It is Friday! And on Friday afternoons one is not allowed to think of such things.

Also I am pretty sure my blood sugar levels are astronomical right now because of the Mt. Dew and the smoothie I downed to keep myself from exploding over office politics and, really, Valette, you just need to calm down RIGHT THIS SECOND.

So have some sugar. That will help. Yes, quite.

All of the driving and getting out of the office helped quite a bit with that too. Only the sunburn didn't help.

Neither did the tiny Alaskan dirt roads without names and buildings without signs or numbers. And the phone book giving me wrong addresses.

Phone company? I disown you.

If you haven't already figured out, there is no point to this entry. Which is a great thing to throw out into the Great White Internet.

But I am waiting for a coworker to get back so we can go buy brownies for this semi-work BBQ tonight. Otherwise I would leave and never look back. Until Monday when I need my paycheck.

And, for no reason, I leave you with 9-year-old building brick sculptures at the new office construction site only to knock them down with a scrap of rebar (turns out the stuff doesn't actually come all rusty! who knew!).

This is the kind of Friday afternoon I can happily endorse.