Constructing D-Day
2003-09-10
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What a day. The tights I was wearing with my black skirt and black shoes (I call it nun-chic) turned out to by navy, so I threw them away in the ladies room. I've been running around all day. Our group is moving buildings (we do this at least once a year, we're a nomadic IT group) and I have been tasked with organizing it since I have nothing else to do. I decided to structure it like the invasion of Normandy, each department is coming through in waves with their own "beach" designation (I'm Utah beach). I'm tired. Constructing D-Day is hard work. To top it all of, my priest cancelled our appointment. I scheduled an after hours server maintenance window tonight just to fill the time between work and the priest meeting. So now I'm stuck at work for work's sake, which sucks. I broke out my new running shoes last night. They rock. I'm a little sore today, since I was so out of shape. Normally, I'd be outta here in 40 minutes. Now I have 2 more hours, ten minutes!
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