I finally stopped stalling and got my email written. Gee, you’d think it was something I didn’t want to do, which is entirely untrue. But I needed to get the words right, you know? I’ve never emailed him before, and I wanted to be brief, and, well, I’ve got nothing much else to worry about than correct wording in an email.
I may need to go get Starbucks, even though it’s not exactly in the budget. I haven’t gotten up off my butt in several hours, and haven’t left the floor all day. Perhaps that’s why my glutes look like they do. They miss living on the third floor (but my lungs don’t).
One of the other support staff came by and passed out order forms for 2006 calendars.
I finished the flyer I needed to for 
. There’s a survey I could work on, but might wait until tomorrow or Thursday. I might need to make up a project for myself here. I’ve been listening to Sara Evans, “Restless,” which I got in the mail this weekend. It’s good. It’s one of the few CD’s I’ve bought since getting plugged into iTunes. There are very few CDs that I’m sure I’ll like all the tracks on, but Sara Evans is one of those artists.
