shadow19's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Commuted sentence. It's very nearly 9 pm, and I JUST realized that I've been wearing my underpants inside out all day. What am I? 102? Today was "Free Ice Cream Day" at work. From 12:30 - 2:30 pm, Mr. Ding-A-Ling circled the campus and made stops at pre-determined locations which were communicated to us by email. The closest stop for me was in front of the library, so I shot over there at 1:45 pm and found a long, long line snaking around the sidewalk. Happily, Mr. (and Mrs.) Ding-A-Ling were very efficient, and she handed out the treats while he checked them off on a spreadsheet. Ever-practical, I chose a Breyer's Frozen Lemonade (in a cup) to avoid having something on a stick melt and plop onto the sidewalk. Because then, of course, I'd have to cry. It was a sunny, hot, hot day, so the timing was nothing less than perfect. Have I mentioned that I love my job? My only fear is that I'm going to wake up and find that the last three months have been nothing more than a dream. I truly feel like I've been sprung from jail. 9:09 p.m. - 2004-07-21 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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