So here I am trapped in my office waiting for comments on a document. Since I’ve been utterly remiss in writing here since starting back, I figured I might as well take a minute to post a little something. So here are my random thoughts of the moment:
- I miss my boy.
- I just found a stink bug in my office. Which is on the fourth floor of an office building with windows that don’t open. I think I’m going to be sick – because clearly his obvious point of entry was on ME.
- I just offered a colleague of mine a hamentashen. Which was very sweet of me – except, as he rightfully pointed out, they were rugelach. I’m a bad Jew…with a bag of flaky little hamentashen rolls sitting on my desk. And they aren’t even that good.
- And, last but not least, 16 years after the release of Clueless I still think of every draft agreement that I send off as “just a jumping off point to start negotiations.” (And street slang? An increasingly valid form of expression. Most of the feminine pronouns to have mocking – but not necessarily misogynistic undertones.)