My tummy hurt this morning and also I was tired and the sun was all pretty and shiny and I didn't feel like going to work. So I didn't.
Which isn't to say that I'm not working; far from it. I've already had three conference calls, done up half a dozen screens, and talked people out of some very bad decisions. The main difference is that when I work from home, I a) don't wear shoes, b) don't need headphones, and c) drink good tea.
A few comments on this fucking gorgeous Tuesday morning:
I want to become a smell connoisseur. Luca Turin is my new hero. This book is fucking fascinating, and while the science isn't always impartially described, it's a damn good read.
You know where I never ever expected to find a snide reference to carpet-lickers? In Ella Enchanted, that's where. Guess where I saw a snide reference to carpet-lickers last night? In Ella Enchanted, that's where.
I think today should be the day when I make my bedroom look habitable.