You know how you think that buying office supplies will magically make you a better, more organized, more productive person? (Yes, you do, I got confirmation from several sources today. Or, as one of them also mentioned, "stealing them from your office." Somebody's a little Post-it stealing sneak-thief! I knew it!) Anyway....I do need paper clips, and anything lift-able from work I won't buy, yes.
But pretty collored folders, resume paper, envelopes big and small, snazzy roller or felt pens, and yes...notebooks! Two brand new neat spirally tabby notebooks! And printer paper.
I did forget batteries, alas. So my remotes and such are dead.
I just realized that "pens!" looks a lot like "penis" when you look quickly. Or is that just me? Okay.
The "Dead Kennedys" are cranking. I need to shower.
Where one friend of mine loves the four color clickable pens, (Guest Shopper: "I like to click all the buttons at once till they break."), I am morally opposed. They reminded me of the compulsive geeks of Developmental Biology who used the different colors to draw different embryonic layers. Then again, that was the one bio class I did shit in (who put the d in d-bio......we did!), so maybe it was just a matter of .....Office Supplies!
My college bookstore was my comfort zone of office supplies and Cheddar Goldfish. Half a bag of Cheddar Goldfish and a couple Diet Cokes and a Snickers was a meal to me. (Cheddar was protein, right?)
Anyhoo. Wish there was an office supplies equivalent that would make me more productive in other areas of life. I need to get off the blog thing. I need to brainstorm actual projects, apply for jobs. Maybe if I had a purple, shiny keyboard to pop on!
Most places are email submission now, so the resume bond will likely languish. But just in case.
I got new towels, too. Will it make me a more productive bather?
"Chemical Warfare, Chemical warfare, Chemical warfare, warfare, warfare....."