Today we participated in a campus-wide lock down drill. At 10:40am I got a text message informing me of the drill, which we all knew was coming because of two previously sent campus-wide emails. I walked through the building in my house shoes, yelling “Lock down drill, go to your rooms and lock your doors!” Most of the girls complied, but several of them gave me raised eyebrows. A few walked out of their rooms to go to their on-campus jobs.
“You’re not going to be able to get into the building. The whole campus is locked down,” I’d say.
It was eerie to walk through the silent building, knowing that if there were a shooter I’d probably be his (or her) prime target. I finished the walk-through and promptly locked myself in my office to get some work done. The drill was over in about 20 minutes, and only when I walked back through to announce its end did I realize how many people were in the building to begin with. They’d all received their own text messages, so as soon as they got the go ahead they threw open their doors and went about their business. I guess it’s comforting to know they took it seriously.
Today I got an invitation in the mail addressed to “Ms. Paula Green (and Joel)”. It made me smile.
I walked around Office Max for a good 45 minutes this afternoon, and all I left with was a package of stenographers notebooks. That’s what I went in for, but I strongly considered buying a variety of office supplies, such as a post-it holder for my purse, and a magazine rack for my living room. But I resisted the strong urges that fill me whenever I walk into an office supply store and walked out relatively unscathed.
- Ellen Pompeo is much older than I originally thought.
- Intestine in HD looks even more realistic than in normal-D.
- WHAT THE FRICK IS GOING ON WITH LOST?!
And seriously, if you can tell me what on earth is happening with LOST, let me know.