the play's the thing

it seems that the gods of building maintenance have finally seen fit to replace the fluorescent horrors that illuminate this office o' mine. it's quite exciting, as they've been half burnt out since i arrived in this job. of course, it's also kind of...odd. it makes the office seem suddenly very..tangy. and bright. and false. it feels as though i'm on a movie set. odd, definitely odd.

made odder by the fact that i just worked out with my boss--she has decided that the kickboxing thing works for her, so she came along with me.

let me tell you, your entire sense of right and wrong gets repolarized once you've seen your boss naked.

anyhoo.

tonight is the night where, in theory, i will get to see the payoff for coaching the roommate through several hours of disney evil purgatory. that's right, his play is tonight and i'm going to go, whistle, stomp my feet, cheer and just make a good show of proper roommate solidarity. i expect to see some serious return on the pain he and i have suffered with the great satan for the last few weeks.

i think i'll get him a bottle of vodka (he's pretty much allergic to flowers).

i have also invited a cavalcade of characters to go with me--the boyfriends (roos and biscuit) and the potential boy friend (the bass player in disgrace). we shall see, we shall see what happens indeed.