So I was in the shower this morning when I realized that I had to bring in breakfast for our department meeting. It was one of those panic moments. Like, "La la la, everything's fine-GACK!" Particularly since this was coming off of a long weekend (yay! and I hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving). Luckily, though, I managed to make it to the Giant and successfully buy bagels, juice, and coffee cake, and still made it to work 10 minutes early. Even though Krishni isn't even in today. Go me.
So now, work. Woo. Products catalog. And I'm listening to this girl across the hall talk. She apparently saw Harry Potter with her mother. They were thinking of seeing Spy Game, the movie with Robert Redford. "My mom loves Robert Redford. All her friends are gaga for him." And then she laughs. Like liking Robert Redford is silly? Has she seen the man? That's it, I'm going out and forcing her to watch The Sting, and then think it's silly to go gaga over Robert Redford. Plus, Brad Pitt. As one MBTV recapper said, "multigenerational eye candy." Indeed.
Yes, I'm random. That's because we're in my very bad, hitting-the-wall, wanting-to-crawl-under-my-desk-and-nap zone. Zzzzzzzz.
Current song in my head:
"Hallelujah" by Jeff Buckley