All the cats

Grey speckled plastic furniture, off grey carpet on the cube walls and floors, smypathetic beige celing panels, lights at half, tinted windows and coudly skies.

You know, if the universe's grand plan was for me to nap through this morning, it could have made that clear while I was still in goddman bed.

Bucking Frilliant.

This is from a wonderful sitesent by Keri to the newly recristened noise@eds list. My lord. I want to go back to school and design a major where I get to run hundreds of people through this intersection as research.