I Heart Moe's!

Moe's just opened down the street.
I have eaten there 3 times since Saturday. Or once a day, if you will, since I discovered it. I have already earned my free taco! Lame, very lame I know.
Moe's has the greatest burritos, tacos, and salads ever! I love tacos, and since becoming vegan, it is very hard to find a good taco. Moe's has tofu tacos...mmm...with black beans, and pico, and guac. They have fresh jalepenos. They have a salsa bar...and I just discovered today that they have "Moe Mondays" and you can get a burrito, chips, and a drink for only 5 bucks! It is so fabulous I could go on for hours!
Moe's was the best thing that happened at work today.
The other things that happened at work today...

• I told everyone about my fight with the filing cabinets yesterday.
• I got laughed at.
• I assigned some parking spaces and was somewhat productive for about 10 minutes
• The maintenance team ate all the leftovers from the continental breakfast on Saturday
• I drank too much soda
• I toured a group of people who smelled like poo. Story to follow...

They came in, they were weird. The one had these thick-ass glasses that made her look like she had a lazy eye on one side, or maybe that her head was crooked. But then I realized, no, she wasn't misshapen, there was just a huge chunk of tape on the left side of the glasses holding the lens into the frame. Okay. Broken glasses, I can relate. Then the friend is yammering away while I am trying to give my spiel about the "features" and "amenities" our community has to offer. And she's not saying anything productive, or even asking questions about the community that she would know the answers to had she been listening to my speech. No, she is there, while I am trying to educate her friend on the benefits of having a 3rd floor apartment, telling me how annoying she is...She keeps saying "No really, I am very annoying." Now at this point, she is being very annoying, but what do you say to that? "Yes you are. Can you please put a lid on it so I can get glasses here a new home?" So, I just smile politely and continue. So we go on the tour and I am pointing out the various aforementioned features and amenities...and going up the stairs to the apartment, something stinks. Like poopy diapers. This is not completely unheard of, as sometimes our careless residents leave trash on their balconies and thus require nasty "from the managment team" notices. I think nothing of it and we continue walking and talking. Inside the apartment, which I personally freshened this morning, the stench is worse. I almost pass out. How this funk escaped me in my office is beyond me. But lemme tell you as soon as they left I emptied the lysol disinfecting. Thank heaven today is my friday.

And I will be at the debates on Wednesday. I am hoping there are still tickets left to the simulcast at wells fargo arena, on the jumbotron! I am planning on doing my research and artistically designing a huge, colorful, and witty anti-Bush poster. We will see how that goes, but I can see brand spanking new Crayola markers in my very immediate future. And that will be worth all the while!