Baby its cold outside

Cold is an understatement...its FREEZING! My poor car yelled at me for leaving her outside in the cold last night. Sorry Rendy, what's a girl in an apartment to do? At least it finally feels like winter here. Its about time.

In less than a week, Lance is leaving for Disney World. One part of me is SO excited for him. Living, working, and playing in Disney World for 7 months is going to be amazing. Then there's other third of me that is JEALOUS. I still kind of silently beat myself up over not going when I was a freshman. I had the job I wanted and was all set to go...but I didn't. Curses! And then that last third...I'm going to miss him :(. Seven months is a long time. Double curses!

But on the bright side, it gives me a great excuse to go to Florida and visit! I think Ash and I are looking at going over spring break. We'll see what happens with all of that.

Work is boring, as always. Its cold in here. I would much rather be in my very warm bed, under my very warm blankets, sleeping. But alas, here I am. I leave here and have to go to class. Fun, right? Ah such is the life.

I wish I had some super exciting story to tell, but I don't. Nothing too exicting is going on in the life of moi lately. Just work and school. I used to have a social life, but I seem to have forgotten the meaning.

The phone is ringing off the hook today. And half the people calling in don't even know what they are calling in for (that always makes for interesting conversatiosn).

I have sent Lance on a mission to pick some stuff up for me, since he didn't have anything else to do currently. He is sending me pictures of things to make sure he picks up the right stuff. Its kind of funny, and I can't wait to see what he comes back with. Its just some "school supplies" (yes, apparently I'm in middle school again).

So, fun story....this lady just called in and wanted to sign up for disability...hi, we're a counseling group. I told her this (three times) before she finally believed me. Then, she asked me if I knew a number for disability agencies (I do not), so she then asked me to look it up for her. I put her old, have a brief "this is not my job" fit, and then went ahead and did it. You would be surprised how many times a day that actually happens. It never gets funny thought.

Ever.

Well, I'm counting down the hours until my lunch break (2 to go). I need a break from this office! Here's my question though; why do I get in trouble when I'm two minutes late from lunch, but everyone else takes 2 hour breaks! I'm done being dramatic, promise.

One of the interns just stopped and started staring at me while I was typing this. He says it would be interesting to see how fast I type...I have a skill...SPEED TYPING. Is that an Olympic sport yet? It should be.

I'm done with pointless jabbering now, toodle loo!