Bored now.

It's 10:00 on Monday morning. And I'm bored of working. Doesn't look good for the week, does it?

I've checked my e-mail and voicemail, redone the giant whiteboard where we track the month's projects (it's sparse this month, compared to September), gotten the weekend mail to make Buehler happy, and answered a couple of foolish questions from Bernie.

The only joy left in my future is card scans - thousands of them from the recent conference. I loathe card scans. The machine goes just fast enough that you can't do anything else at the same time and just slowly enough that you spend several seconds just sitting there, waiting, with each card.

It's a process that generally has me reaching for my letter opener and attempting to open a vein after the first three hours.

I'm awfully glad I spent all of that money to go to college.

This weekend...hmmm....

I shopped. Two new shirts. They are...wait for it...black and white! I swore I'd stop buying black but the stores are full of weird off-kilter shades of purple, brown, and orange this year, none of which I can wear. I was actually looking for something to wear for interviews but I found nothing suitable.

Granted the stores are full of "business suits" for women, but there are so few jobs in Denver where that kind of attire is really appropriate, and even fewer of those are places where I'd want to work, you know? I'm certainly not spending $300 for a "suit" to wear for interviews that I'll never wear again.

We tried a new...well, an old, mall this weekend. A place we used to shop that we gave up on a decade ago because it got so run down. It's been renovated and is actually a very interesting place to shop now. (I loathe both Park Meadows and Cherry Creek, when it comes to clothes shopping. I'm not paying $128 for a translucent white blouse that will last about six weeks.)

Other than that, if we did anything in particular this weekend, I've entirely forgotten what it was. Last week was hard and I think the R.C. and I both just mentally checked out this weekend.

I meant to job-hunt, really clean the apartment, tidy up the hall closet, replace the buttons on a couple of shirts, and run a stack of afghans Mom sent us by the R.C.'s office so her co-workers could donate them to charity.

What I did was read five books, continue to be stuck in my newest GameBoy game, and give the kitchen and the bathroom a lick-and-a-promise wipe-down.

The new season of Doctor Who started Friday night. Hooray!

And new Studio 60 tonight, hooray!