and now we play the waiting game.

I did not know that Lance was in 'Zoolander'. I may even get around to seeing the movie if this is the case.

Waiting for my bed to arrive. Waiting. Waaaaaaaaiting. My room is all naked in the middle with all my crap pushed to the walls to make space for my new!lovely!queen!bed. Am writing this from the floor with my iBook on my knee and I keep getting pins and needles in my feet.

In boring work news, if you called a certain number this afternoon wanting to log a job with a certain company the voice you would hear inciting you to push buttons at random and kill all your neighbours would be mine. Well, not the kill part I suppose. When they were making me re-record all the script this morning I wanted to asked when they add the subliminal messages but didn't know the guy well enough to joke about it.

In even more boring work news, I have to go in early tomorrow as big boss type people are coming in and they want me to be all answer-the-nice-people's-questions girl. I hate being that girl. Actually that parts okay as I know my job pretty well(and I have a folder on the new procedures to read through tonight) but what I really hate is the fact I have to wear office-y clothes. Bah! I have been spoiled by our very causal dress code and I love being able to wear jeans every day. I shall have to dig out a skirt from somewhere.