itch itch itch itch itch
Thanks to the ceiling-tile renovation I mentioned in the last post, I am now covered in a thin layer of microscopic dust - the kind that you really can't see, but gets everywhere, dries out your skin and hair, and makes you ITCH.
And I've been breathing it. Ugh. *cough* *sneeze* They say this area of the library should be done by tomorrow. We've been keeping the door to the office closed, and it's kind of nice that nobody can get in unless they knock - seriously cuts down on the people-sneaking-up-on-you thing that this (awful) office layout promotes.
And I've been breathing it. Ugh. *cough* *sneeze* They say this area of the library should be done by tomorrow. We've been keeping the door to the office closed, and it's kind of nice that nobody can get in unless they knock - seriously cuts down on the people-sneaking-up-on-you thing that this (awful) office layout promotes.
