Even though summer is my least favorite season, one thing I definitely enjoy is being able to get outside during the day, even if it’s only for a few minutes.

I generally eat my lunch in my office, door closed. Kind of antisocial and boring, I realize, but it’s what I’m used to. But this year, I’ve made it a point to take the last 20 or 25 minutes of my lunch to go outside, sit by the swampy manmade lake, and read. There’s a nice canopy of trees next to the lake that lets me read without having to squint, and even on hot days, there’s a decent little breeze. Surprisingly, it’s rare there are other people there, so I often have the four benches to myself and can read in peace. I find I’m much more ready to deal with the afternoon work period after having this quick outdoor respite.

My weekend was fine, thanks for asking.

Worked the farm on Saturday, finished early, and ate cake and cookies that some of the volunteers brought. Then went to see Land of the Dead with Dave, Alex, and Ellen. Sunday was all work, no play (well, almost — we did go to “bag day” at the Loudoun County book sale), taking care of stuff around the house in preparation for Huyen’s family who comes in town next Friday (cleaning rooms, doing laundry, painting the front porch, and about a thousand other things). Friday night we’re going out with her sister and her brother and brother’s girlfriend to see Patton Oswalt at the State Theatre. Should be fun.

We’re one week into our six week bunny-sitting gig. Amina’s getting along well with the bunny and hasn’t tried to eat him yet.

Also, in dog-related news: Oops… I Pooped! bags are great.

Lastly, I’m going to finally ditch my do and get this haircut instead.

A list of lists.

• Books I’m reading
• Books I’m going to read next
• Books I’ve partially read, stopped, and intend on finishing some day

Somebody snuck in my office this morning and threw away a Reese’s wrapper in my trash can. I’m pretty sure there’s a conspiracy afoot.

Overhead yesterday at work, as a copier salesperson spoke to our administrative assistant:

“This copier lets you scan a document directly to someone’s e-mail!”

I thought to myself, “Hm… that would be like saying you could print a document directly to someone’s mail slot.”

Two older gentlemen, probably in their 70s, were washing their hands the men’s room. One of them, the tatooed one wearing a hat, said to his friend and me, “In the Navy, they taught me not to pee on myself.”

I responded back the only way that seemed appropriate, “That’s a good leasson to learn!”