Yesterday was my co-worker's birthday. I got him The Office dvd game and a matching card. I guess I should clarify that if I cared about hierarchies I would say I supervise him and he is my subordinate, but that seems silly and petty.

Bought a new 3-hole punch at Office Max last night. As soon as I walked in I saw the practical (ugly) one that worked and then 2 aisles over I saw the impractical pretty one that probably doesn't work - guess which I picked? (No, I'm not talking about men - I'm still talking about 3-hole punches!!!) Yes, the pretty one. It's shiny, teal and I love it, so there. It's the first step in getting my medical papers organized. I realized that it's a major part of the chaos that is Gretchen's apartment.