The job of an Press Administrator

I'd like to know when my job included hands-on inventory of all promotional fixtures. I'm off to the warehouse this morning to find our missing digest counter units.

Of course, the downside is my upperbody is a little tender after yesterday's workout. My back is considering a revolt. My triceps aren't speaking to me, and my biceps are bitter. Very bitter. The only muscle area NOT pissed off seems to be my shoulders, but they could be holding off until tomorrow. Abs are used to being abused, so if they're in pain, I don't notice.

Upside of the warehouse: jeans and scruffy clothes are acceptable in the office. Woohoo, comfortwear!

And now, as I finish my grapefruit, I shall endeavor to muster the energy and get my ass TO work.

Ooh!

Buffy kicked ass tonight. Oh, hell, I know full well anyone on my friend's list or who knows ME knows I'm a longtime Buffy fanatic.

Good golly, that was ROCKING. And, okay, the warnings of "Tonight's episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer contains scenes of violence. Viewer discretion is advised." were appropriate but, wow. Annoying. Hello, I'm HERE for the violence.

That was so delicious. I forgot to finish eating my pork tenderloin mid-way through the episode.