Okay, then Buehler comes in and he's feeling sick and he asks me if I'll do him a hu-u-u-ge favor. And he hands me $20 and asks me to walk across the street and get him a coffee and a sandwich and, while I’m there, pick up anything I want for myself.

I don't think I can abandon him. He's so nice! (Not that I need someone to buy me lunch, I can afford to buy lunch, but it's so thoughtful, you know?)

Except now I ate lunch at 11:00, when I normally eat at 1:30, and I have no idea how I'm going to make it through the rest of the day. At the moment, I'm eating a carefully measured portion of brazil nuts and hoping for the best.

And the MountainMan was here today. If I work from home, I won't get to see the MountainMan every two weeks. Granted, that would be better for my butt and my mouth (I chipped a tooth on the peanut brittle I bought today) but it's part of the rhythm of office life.

Another advantage to this place is that I do have dental coverage. Since I'm afraid to go to the dentist, I haven't taken advantage of it, but I know I need to. What if they want to give me fake teeth? I'd be so embarrassed. (I have dreadful teeth. The R.C. works hard to take care of hers, but I've never done that, and now I'm paying the price.) I'm too young to be toothless!

I just got a voicemail from a prospective client wondering why we've been blowing her off for the past three months. I'm running out of ways to explain to people why I haven't done the follow-ups I promised to do. It's very frustrating, because I can't just come out and say that the client paying for the project put a 'hold' on it. At the same time, I resent being made to look this sloppy and unprofessional.

Lessee...what else has happened in the last couple of hours? I sent a couple of e-mails and made a couple of calls. I'm not by any stretch of the imagination busy but I've had enough going on that it's a nice surprise to realize it's already 2:00.

I could make two more phone calls, but then I wouldn't have anything fun to do tomorrow.