Stupid AT-WORK radio

I hate the at-work radio station that we pipe through the phones. Seriously. Easy-listening of doom. I could turn it off, but then I’m stuck listening to nothing at all, and that can be worse sometimes.

There are beautiful gladiolas on my desk, as well as some lilies and little pink flowers I don’t recognize.

I don’t have anything constructive to write about, actually. I’m just trying to take a mental break from the folding of many invoices.

I did get to drive the work Pathfinder in this morning, which was fun. I went through the car wash with it, and it was exciting. Yes, I’m amused by the car wash. I think it’s a throwback to my childhood, I used to love going through the car wash. We rarely did it, but it was a lot of fun when we did.

I’m totally finished my article, but I have no pictures to send with it. This frustrates me. I’m out of film, too, which doesn’t help in the least.


  • vt_equine

    July 23, 2005 at 12:00 am

    Is it like the music in elevators or in JC Penny haha

    • Jenny Lee Silver

      July 23, 2005 at 2:23 am

      It’s not far off… practically all Celine Dion & Phil Collins (the mopy years) all the time. It drives one mad after a while.