My memory is made of fail

Only two more days and I'm off to San Diego, which of course means, that there are a million things to do and I'm getting slightly panicky. My dislike of packing is I think well documented in this blog. What I certainly didn't need is forgetting my jacket in the room where I got my massage today. At least, I can pick it up tomorrow in my lunch break. But there were other things I should be doing then instead.

My newest internet addiction is Facebook. I blame my siblings for convincing me to sign up in the first place. What doesn't help is that my office crush is also on Facebook. I friended him and he friended me back. That of course means nothing, but I now know a) he's single (yay) b) when he's online. Now if I could only start a conversation like a normal person... I'm totally overthinking this *shakes head*.