Waiting to cross Mem Drive on my way in to work this morning, a truck drove by and the guy in the passenger seat made lewd suggestions at me. I mostly just found this really bizarre because: You are in a truck, so it's not like I could take you up on this even if I wanted to. (Yes I am used to being propositioned by guys on the street, and I'm usually a mixture of flattered and amused.) Yeah, I understand better now why women complain about feeling like a piece of meat.
[gym] 45min treadmill (4.0incline, 4.7mph)
I came in to an email from Scott from like 2am:
Fwah! I miss you! I've definitely been at HBS for at least seven hours a day every day for the past week. But all those hours seem to be between 7 PM and 2 AM :-(.And how bonus awesome is it to have someone who is so adorable and who so delights me and with whom I am not, have never been, and will never be, in love?
How are you? Are the staplers taking care of themselves?
I will hopefully be around tomorrow afternoon. And will hopefully see you then!
On my way to lunch, I passed Nicole and she said hi to me and we exchanged pleasantries and I said, "You must be on your way somewhere" (because she was part of a moving herd).
Nicole: "Yeah, we're on our way to build circuit boards. -- Give me a hug, though." \o/
The Global Vegetarian buffet had butternut squash + risotto + hazelnuts, which I kinda wanted to taste-test, but since the only other thing I would have been getting were the red bliss potatoes, I opted for protein (i.e., burrito).
And I developed a headache later in the afternoon. Sigh. I still got work done, though -- proving that I am not a completely avoidant slacker.
I borrowed Laura Ruth's Inclusive Bible for the lectionary passages I'm totally not preaching on. And Betsy was sharing apples for the deacon's meeting and gave me one just because I was passing through the kitchen. V. tasty!