A scatter brained blog.

Let me first say TGIF. What a long, busy week it was. Much was accomplished, but unfortunately none of it was really my work. That means that I will have an insane week next week. I will be playing "mom" to a coordinator and an assistant since I am pretty sure they are going to rip each other's hair out. We have an assistant vying for control without an inkling of what needs to happen or why. It looks like another firing is in the imminent future. Just my favorite thing to do. Yuck.

I was incredibly petty today at the end of the workday. Our executive director is out on medical leave for six weeks and this was only week one. We have our own power struggle happening in our office. There is a woman who is just incredibly annoying and attempts to micro-manage whenever she can. She makes up stories and then blurts them out in front of people. Example: We had a consultant here this week who lead the focus groups yesterday and a strategic planning group today. This incredibly annoying woman has a crush on this man. Anyway, at the end of the day as the consultant is getting ready to leave, the annoying one (whom we call Atilla) says to him,"After ____ completed her first conference call with you we asked her what she thought you looked like." This same Atilla announced in another meeting, "She (a coworker) is feeling like a preying mantis today, so be careful." She announced to the crowd that our coworker had PMS (And no. It was not me.) Anyway, she picks her nose and eats it, but tries to do it on the sly. We all see it. She was cleaning out her ear with her finger today and then picked out a couple of nuts from a bowl and handed them to another coworker. We aren't allowed to eat meat off a bone in front of her (i.e. no chicken wings) because of some weird experience she had in a past part of her life. We may not heat fish in the microwave. We may not burn candles that are a scent she does not like. I got in trouble one day for popping bubble wrap in the office. She has said things like, "I don't usually hire someone and then take two weeks off." (in reference to my position when I started - she is not my supervisor.)

I think that I have set the stage. So after she and her one little minion on the office left the rest of us convened to decompress and thank god that the wicked witch had left the building. We were standing in "her" office which she shares with our Executive Director. She insisted that her desk be placed where it is and as a result our ED looks like Atilla's secretary when you walk in. So back on track. We were standing in the office and I was standing by her chair. I am not sure what it was, but something that was said just really irritated me. Before I knew it I was dumping water on her desk chair. Sure. It was petty, but it has the whole weekend to dry and whatever is left will be soaked up by her hippo sized rump. Did I say TGIF?

My apartment is currently the cat ghetto. Every night Scout chases Nala and does this stupid half whining/half purring thing. He then jumps on her back and bites the back of her neck until he decides it is time to yank out clumps of fur. This happens every freakin' night. Scout will tear across the bed and wake me when he is doing his little thing.

I hit the gym tonight for 30 minutes on the elliptical and a set of heavier weights. It was such a gorgeous day and I felt guilty that I was working out indoors. When I got home Mags and I went for just under a three mile walk. She is sleepy tonight.

I have been craving Mud Pie from the Beef Haus in Wellsville. I have even been calling Maggie "Maggie Mud Pie." The closest thing I can come to is Starbucks Mud Pie ice cream. Never fear. I controlled myself and had maybe half a cup. It really is deelish, though. Maybe it is what is for breakfast in the morning - before I have to head out the door for a wedding shower (dry heave).

I got an email today notifying me to register for summer classes at the U of R. I have not sent back my acceptance yet and need to do so before the 30th. I figure that I will send it out on Monday. I am still kicking around the idea of taking one or two summer classes, but I won't get financial aid so I may as well just wait until the fall. In any case it was pretty exciting. The courses offered literally fit on two pages (one page for Summer A session and one for Summer B session). This is remarkably different from Penn State where you basically sat up all night waiting for the registration lines to open and you called incessantly until you got through. We also had to work out a system with your roommate or find another phone in an underclassmen's room who wasn't able to register yet. The email did specify that registration begins at 12:20 a.m. Monday morning, so must be some classes fill fairly quickly.

I think that is it? It is 12:40 and I should be asleep at this point. I ate that freakin' Mud Pie ice cream just before I came to bed. Could be the caffeine hyping me all up...