After a fun night out, I still got up and walked to work this morning. In the rain. (I had an umbrella.) Yeah, baby. A steely-eyed ninja could have been waiting for me when I got here and I totally would have kicked his ass!

Instead, I found only my coworkers, who promptly left to see the Star Wars matinee. I somewhat fondly remember partaking in this perk for salaried employees, although I much prefer making a large hourly wage and not working late to the periodic movie milkbones dished out by most tech companies.

In between editing, I have spent this morning reading about the mating rituals of banana slugs (the large number of them out today piqued my interest) and some guy’s harsh opinion of djs, which I pretty much agree with. Some djs are nice and play good music, but far more are egotistical creeps who just want to be idolized for doing nothing. To those chaps, I say, “Good day.” *lowers monocle*

In other news, I recently signed up to be an Urban Dictionary editor. In addition to reading a bunch of colorful new entries, I’ve also received confirmation of something I already knew: people named Kat are cool.

One Comment

  1. gus away from the metroplaza says:

    Of course Kat’s ass! That’s the reason I never was my hands!