Thursday morning. Why can I not be happily unemployed and supported by an indulgent husband (or benefactor)? I don't want to go to work, I just want to be able to go and do wonderful things for myself today...pamper, pamper, pamper, Baby. Instead, I'm going to another fun-filled day at VLSCI with all but 30 minutes of my day booked into (mind-numbing) meetings. PowerPoint poisoning cannot be far behind!