Last Day in Norman

I'm trying to tie up loose ends here. Of course, I have a page or two left to build as a freelance designer for HSC Sower and of course Maggie takes her sweet ass time getting to the office to tell me what to do. Oh well, I'm okay with that. Gives me time to write this, read everyone else's entries and eat a sandwich. I'm ready to work now, Maggie, get your ass in the office!

You will be glad to know that I am quietly observing the dynamic between people left in the office. I'll use code just in case they read all of our blogs but don't tell us (I'm sure they have no clue but using code names should be more fun). Dwight seems to tone down the weird-ass factor when he's talking to... hmm, what name should I use... ah, Rashita. As soon as Phyllis gets in, the office will be more awkward.

I'm really tired of being in the office without the usual suspects. The office in the summer already has an empty feeling regardless, but since I've been stuck here for the past few days without any real attachment to anyone present it has been doubly lame.

On another note, I really love reading everyone's blog. This project seems to be going really well. I have yet to make my trip to St. Louis and share my interning experiences but as soon as that ball gets rolling I'll be in business. Social networking is a really nice thing to use. I'm glad I'm growing up in the generation that I am. If not, I'd be writing eloquent letters to all of you. Now I don't have to ha!

Uhh... it's windy here in Norman. Oh! Someone - don't let me forget my allergy meds. If I go up to Missouri without them I'm not going to see anything because I'll be sneezing the whole time. 

Oh yeah, I saw Baby Mama last night. "BITCH, I DON'T KNOW YOUR LIFE."