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so i totally screwed up the office coffee routine. i've started getting to work at an unholy hour, so i have/get to make the coffee. now, i am normally opposed to office coffee, but ours isn't so bad. i think that is due not to the quality of the coffee we use (standard-issue crap), but to the quality of the coffee maker itself and to the fact that the coffee comes out fairly strong. this combats the second problem with typical office coffee: not only is the coffee shite, but it is too weak. making a weak pot of coffee does not make shite taste better. oddly enough, the reverse is true. the more bad coffee you use, the slightly better it tastes. anyway, i screwed everything up, as i mentioned earlier. i washed the coffee pots. with soap. now everyone keeps saying, "this coffee tastes strange? does this coffee taste strange to you?" i think it's perhaps the first time ever they've been washed. oh well, give them a few more weeks and they'll rebuild that lovely dark cake layer along the bottom again. then everything will settle back down. since i haven't updated in forever, i feel compelled to actually relate something newsworthy. but for the most part, i'm happy to report, not much is going on. everything's just going forward, everybody's growing (i'm shrinking a little, thankgod), and life's good. mag is 5 months old today! we'll add some pictures to her site today so you can take a look. she is unbelievable. she starting to really try and talk. she just stares at you and babbles for a good two minutes and then stops and stares at you like, 'well? what do you have to say to that?' and of course, you pretend like you totally understand what she's on about. that thrills her to no end. so she squeels. it's a gorgeous sound, but very high-pitched. wow. also, she laughs like eddie murphy. oh man, i have to remember to post a picture of my right thumb. it is truly disgusting. the doctor said it looks like a spider bite of some sort. it hurts like bloody hell. i can't bend that last joint below the nail at all. partly bc it's so swollen, partly bc it hurts like bloody hell. did i mention that? i'm just waiting for it to bust open and start rotting. just like in one of them there urban myths. maybe it will bust open and baby spiders will come pouring out. holy shit. what if that did happen? it looks like i have a sausage connected to my hand. in case you've never had an injury to your thumb, here are some things i can't do: use a writing utensil, button my pants, open screen doors, pick up the baby, open bottles/jars, turn the keys to start the car ... ... gee, can you think of anything else you might do that requires you to use your thumb? how about EVERYTHING! it's the only thing separating us from the monkeys, and i've lost it.
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