So I started out for God knows where

Oooh, he got the badge done. You see, in the Resident Evil games, the Umbrella Corporation is responsible for the T-Virus, which, I am told, creates the game's signature zombies by reanimating the t-cells of the dead. They are also responsible for any number of other excitingly horrific genetic mutation experiments. Sometimes these experiments just don't work out, though, which is where the waste facilities come into play. Which, according to my ID badge, is where I work. Presumably "disposing" of biohazardious genetic sludge which may or may not be sentient and a little resentful.

There you go, more explanation than you ever dreamed of (or wanted)!

Some day we (Kori, Liz, Martha, and I) will don our professional clothes and ID badges and hit the Apache Mall food court for a quick power lunch over our evil corporate lunch breaks. Or, even better, go into the subway at noon and eat with the Mayo Clinic employees like it ain't no thang.

I declared a personal snow day today and called in. I haven't been feeling too great since last weekend, and it's all snowballed (ha ha) a bit and when I looked out the window this morning it was like, nuh uh. There's been some stomach flu bug floating around at work lately, so I hitched a ride on that wagon and got the day. After Mara left for school I looked out the window and was all, holy crap! Whiteout. I couldn't see past the building next door, it was so thick. It's thinned out to the point where I can see the crackstacks again, though, which is about as far as I can ever see anyway.

Ok, time to crawl back into bed and sleep until some time tomorrow.