Hooray Hooray for Deadline Day
1:00 p.m. : I go for a short walk outside the building. It's silly but it always refreshes my mind. For instance, now I have time to tackle the question of how many Neanderthals Dracula could kill in a night. It's a much more complex question, because who knows how quickly, if at all, Neanderthal culture will develop the concept of vampire hunters.
1:16 p.m. : Post-lunch at Promo Marketing is business time. The whole office is quiet, but has that energy where everyone is just blasting out their work. If I was unstoppable when powered by string cheese, now I am full of yogurt and apples, which is like the equivalent of 10 pieces of string cheese. Also, I have another piece of string cheese at lunch, so that's 11 total here, people.
3:15 p.m. : All my revisions are finally done, which is a similar feeling to just finishing a six-mile run. It was totally worth it because you ran six miles and that's awesome, but also, you're out of breath, sore and your ears hurt from wearing your headphones too long. Also, it's safe to think about kittens again. If I had to pick my favorite thing about kittens, I would have to say "Everything."
Charles Plyter Fact of the Week: I almost forgot to write one this week, which is fairly shameful. There's a lot to pick from, as his antics have been in high (and hilarious) gear lately, but I'm going to go with Charlie splitting his strawberry Nesquick with me last week. This was unprompted on my part, he just showed up at my cube, set up two plastic glasses, and said we were going to split this like Ernie and Bert. I'm not sure which of us is supposed to be Bert, since both of us are really more "Ernies," what with our near-spherical heads and proclivity for trying to use a banana as a telephone.