I have to pack up my office because we're being moved from one set of buildings to another. I got a chance to see my new office, and I don't like it nearly as much as I like my current one. The only saving grace is that it could be a lot worse -- the window in the new office sucks, but at least it exists.
(I'm also grumpy about the
Getting a haircut makes me relaxed and content. Especially when it's a good haircut.
I tried to get a haircut Monday when I had the day off, but the barbershop is closed on Sunday and Monday, so I stopped in on the way home from work yesterday. There are three barbers there, and there's one guy that I much prefer, but I haven't been able to figure out what the acceptable way to say "I want him to cut it; I'll wait". I suspect there isn't one. But yesterday I got lucky and got a really good haircut. With beard cleanup and everything. And it made me feel a lot better.
I've taken the morning off. (I'm at +12 hours this timecard already anyway.) Watched an episode of Spaced and took vocab notes for when we do a marathon showing, poked around YouTube exploring music videos, and now I'm going to do some writing. Maybe then I can cope with writing up my annual review materials...