Sans pants

I am finally moved into my studio! I'm about half-way unpacked. Once I got all of my luggage into the room, the first thing I did was take off my pants. Then I proceded to unpack sans pants, it was like finally being baptized into SF.

At work today, I had to summarize some data and give it a point of view, give it some character if you will. This project finally made me appreciate the "rubrics" and "assignments" we got in school. In class, the assignment was clearly laid out, and if you had any questions, you were encouraged to take up inordinate amounts of your TA's time.

Well I was a bit confused when I recieved this "assignment" from my boss today, so I went into her office to ask for clarification. I asked 2 questions, and I could definately tell I had reached my question quota. Then I went back to my desk, and after a few more minutes, I had more questions. But I didn't ask since I had maxed out the daily question credit. I turned in the piece a couple hours later, but then I left work at 4:59 to go sign my apartment lease, so I don't know what "grade" I got. We'll know on Monday if I a got an "A" for "Alright!" ...or "F"...for fire... I don't think they hand out any other types.

Jeez it feels good to not wear pants.