Busy morning...

Waking up at 7 is early for most folks, but when you're due to pick-up a pal at 7 and you wake-up @ 7 on the dot, it's dead late...

I was supposed to get Gary at Nolan Ford this morning, but I ended-up 20 minutes late after a panicked, flight-of-the-bumblebee race around my house.

Didn't shave, and that just feels icky...

* * *

News: I've got my own office. Sort of. My perennial office-mate, Patrick, moved up to the 3rd floor, leaving his side of the office empty. I soldiered-on in the old furniture configuration for a couple days:

(ascii art:)

       12'
-------------------
| ----            |
| |X /               door
| --/
| |-|          |-||
| | |          | ||
| |-|          |-||
| |-|          /--| 12'
| |-|         /   |
|    |-| |---|    |
|-----------------|

Basically, envistion my stuff on the left there (with the big 'X'), on a triangular corner computer desk, with a combination desk table to my left, and a metal locker/drawer thing in the corner. Patrick's old stuff occupied the whole bottom and right side of the room. It was empty and kinda depressing after he left, so I changed it:

-------------------
| |---|           |
|                  door
| 
|            -----|
|            | X ||
|            | /  |
| -               | 12'
| |               |
| -     |----| |-||
|-----------------|

My desk is on the right side, facing the door, with a nice cozy nook towards the bottom of the office where I can have my locker, and desk/shelf withing the radius of my desk chair.

Yes, yes, I've turned into my mom, rearranging things for no good reason, but it feels more comfortable to me.