Mayor Bloomberg visited the office today and, given that I'm teetering on the edge of overdue-vomit, I'm finding it difficult to rev myself up. Everyone else is dressed up, cheery and presenting, for the mayor's sake, the appearance of looking hard-at-work [though they usually are, anyways]. On the other hand, I decided to wear blue/white-striped ribbon and I have spent my morning smoothing it out and trying to tie the perfect bow...While dodging the photographer's shot, because, fuck me, I sit in the center of the office and I keep getting caught in the shots.

And it's not like I wanted to be tying that ribbon, but every one of my bosses were in a meeting and now, there's a press conference downstairs and well, no one's doing anything. So, I'm going downstairs to watch this conference.