All this office drinking makes it hard to leave early, since we're all kinda drunk.

A really good article:NAIA: Redefining pet overpopulation: The no-kill movement and the new jet-setters.

I guess things have changed quite a bit in the 10 years since I went to college if these things are what every new college entrant needs for their journey.

My $.02 worth on finding a new job.

I think it finally hit me, that most of my co-workers are out of a job, that the people who make every day here fun won't be here in a few weeks. It feels like shit and I'm having a hard time looking for a job.

I still have an offer outstanding but there's something wrong about it, I'm not sure if I'm just so bummed about the layoffs here that I can't think right or if it's just not the right thing. Ugh.

It's all such a pain in the ass.

I missed this trip this year, but should I ever go to Burning Man, the Green Tortoise is the way to go!

Both dogs are here at work with me for the afternoon. Alice has suddenly decided that she needs to hump Ellie, as if after 5 months, she finally noticed that there's another dog in the family.

Mr. Hot Shit shared his autobiography with me today. Someday, I Will Drive This Short Bus Myself is an insightful look into the mind of a budding propellerhead.

The most fabulous title ever: Chocolatey Shatner.

While looking for a picture of Andrea, I relived our visit to the WWF and would like to share that fine moment with you all.

Four years ago today, I started on a journey that was supposed to take me across the country, back home to Ohio. The truck was loaded, I had an apartment waiting for me. I left Portland behind and drove to Silicon Valley to visit my friend Andrea for (allegedly) three days.

We'd been friends for a year and half, skirting the idea of dating, but never doing anything about it, blocked by sunburns and other girlfriends (mine, not hers). But finally it clicked and we started dating. Of course this was a problem since I was supposed to move to Ohio in a few days. I spent the whole "visit" thinking of how I could save up the money to move here, then it dawned on me: I should stay.

I took a deep breath, called the mover and had the truck turn around. Right afterwards, I went to Andrea's office. We walked around the parking lot and I told her that I was staying. She asked "where are we going?" I told her I didn't know, but in my heart I did.

And here we are long after that fateful trip has ended, still together, celebrating four years of laughter, love, and the pursuit of happiness.

So far, I am tourette's-free today.

Woo hoo! I've sold 4 items on Half.com in only 2 days. For books, it's so much better than ebay. Last night I was madly trying to sell everything I could find with a barcode on it.

You can thank Ellie for the crappy lighting, she's decided that it's okay to bark at work so I've been forced to close my office door.

I'm really not sure what makes Be a Guru so damn funny. Thanks brig.

Lately I've been dreaming about my birthmom a lot. We've been in touch for 3 years and while it's not the kind of reunion you see in the movies where I'm on a plane the next day and am magically invited to all family gatherings, it has been pretty amazing. Maybe my subconscious is telling me it's time to get on that plane. Which of course I'll only do if her subconscious agrees.

I've decided to give half.com a try and am selling a bunch o' books. Ebay was getting to be a pain in the ass so I thought I'd try this way.

Tell me that iToke is a joke. I mean, really, how can you name a company after a bong hit? Thanks to Mr. Hot Shit for this gem.

I have blogging tourette's today.

I have no idea what someone did to Gayle but I'm sure glad it wasn't me!

My latest travel, even if it is a mere 50 miles from my now-very expensive home:

I have to confess, I can't pass up a chance to send cheesy electronic postcards. Amy has received more of them from me than should be allowed, including today's installment from the Oscar Mayer� Wienermobile Postcard Pitstop.

Anyone in North Carolina looking to adopt a fabulous new to you beagle?

In case you're wondering, my color is green. Which is no great shock, since it is my favorite color. Here's how my green-ness fits into the the Weblog Color Wheel.

Weekend Update
First of all, I remembered that Monday was a holiday and did not go in to work.

We spent most of Saturday cleaning in preparation for the landlord's visit. A good thing, since she decided to look in our closets and make snide comments "boy, you have a lot of stuff" and "maybe I should get another deposit for the second dog and the fish tanks". My personal favorite was "you have two dogs? Oh, I thought that one would be dead by now." Bitch.

So we have a lease and we're locked in at a mere $400 more than we were paying. She was nice enough to start the rent increase next month instead of this month (which she can't do anyway since the lease states that she has to give us 30 days notice of such nastiness). This whole thing has shaken my faith in the notion that if you're good to people they won't fuck with you.

Sunday, the day of the Evil Landlord's visit, Ellie woke up at 4 am with another of her Carol Ann episodes, where she runs around like a woman possessed, scratching at everything in sight and biting anything that she can get her teeth on. This has happened twice before, both times she's calmed down by 11 am, but not this time. She was a real mess, panting or being passed out. She let me hold her, sleeping on my chest for most of the afternoon. We thought for sure that this was it and today would be her last day in the world.

As a last resort, I gave her some of her pain pills, the Rimadyl that may have been affecting her liver. She bounced back like nothing had happened. I won't take her off that drug again.

Sarah sent me this fabulous link: Obscene Interiors.