Most of this week has been taken up with quizzes and funny links, hasn't it? I haven't written much lately about what's been happening at work. If I keep up this trend, I won't be able to legitimately call this blog "beancounter". I'll have to switch to something more fitting, like Quizmistress of the PhotoShop. Heh.
I've half-heartedly worked on my version of "100 Things About Me", but I can only think of 25. Is that pathetic or what?! Is my life really that dull? Bweh. I have a mind to post it as is. Shoot, some readers might be grateful to read a micro-sized 100 Things, the same way they like to blast through one of those Reader's Digest Condensed Books and pretend to their friends they really read Ivanhoe.
Now that I've figured out how to post buttons on the sidebar, I want to resist the urge to add a lot more. Sometimes I see sites with dozens of buttons! Where do they all link to? Some don't seem to link anywhere, like they're only there for decoration. Like they're placebo buttons. You know, buttons that don't do anything but make you think they're active. Placebottons, as it were. Still, they look so cool. So teeny, so colorful. And they're for the bloggers' own good, after all, providing quick links ... No! Must ... resist!
Wellll, maybe a few more. Taking recommendations, of course.
Work was dull as a tomb until Thursday, when my Boss and our Big Boss suddenly got into an exciting, full-scale e-mail war about our online directory. Accusations flew. Doors were slammed. Tattletale phone calls to Exec were made. Big Boss is a very paranoid soul, you see, and my own Boss doesn't suffer fools. Bad combo. Makes me grateful cubicle walls are so tall - the easier to keep the ol' head ducked and covered. We were sure Big Boss would feel the necessity to "telecommute" on Friday, and lo, it came to pass. He only came in to pick up his paycheck. Back to "dull".
What's on the agenda for the weekend? Well, housecleaning, for sure. Each bathroom has its own distinctive odor by now. Another few days and the shower mold will sprout legs and walk around by itself. Mowing the lawn, probably. Then we need to bring out our summer clothes and store the winter ones, so I'll get the boxes down from the garage. Don't credit me with too much organization - I recently threw our winter things on the guest bed and just shut the door, you see. One whole room of our house, turned into a giant laundry basket. Not cool.
And our church is having a rummage and plant sale - definitely have to stop by. I get lots of our outdoor plants from the church, which tends to hold plant sales whenever the main garden is thinned out. In the church garden, shamrock grows everywhere. You can't get one of those plants in a pot without picking up a little. Now I have my own shamrock in my little home gardens, weaving around the irises.