.. or less of it, to be precise. We've moved from the 15th to the 14th floor here in our building (at Yonge and King for you t.o. folks.) The new office is way smaller, so it's going to be a new experience to have to work in such close proximity to everybody. Fortunately, all the loud people at our company have either left or moved with the other arm of our company which we sold a few months ago. Still, my monitor is now much more public than it was upstairs, so I'm resigned to the fact that my slack time is going to go down. Which is probably for the best anyhow, huh?
Well, I built a box from 3 smaller boxes. I think it's going to hold. If they have a problem with it at the Post Office, I'm going to cry. Or whimper, at least.
Tonight I'm going to see Lorraine's burlesque "Skin Tight, Outta Sight" troupe at Lee's Palace. The last time I saw her did this, she did this cute little number to the Surpremes with a red frilly parasol. Mrowr!
Posted by garret at March 13, 2003 04:26 PM