je ne veux pas travailler

My current mood can best be described by my French title, also the Pink Martini song "Sympathique". It says "I don't want to work." And very little work I did today. I am ashamed... a little... not really. My accomplishments include:

• I took the elevator down to the bottom floor in search of a new liquid nitrogen tank. Twice. The first time with the empty tank. Both times yielded no new tank. (Reminder: We transport the tank in the elevator, not on the stairs!)
• I went to the chiropractor. On my journey, I saw something of interest, but I will get to that later, as it does not fall under the category "accomplishments".
• I explained how it it possible to knit a sock where one side is longer than the other.
• I trimmed the extra six inches off the side of the poster I am presenting in New Mexico.
• I read through the conference program for New Mexico and came to the conclusion that I will be paying attention during two talks then knitting during a bunch of others learning lots of science.
• I searched the internet for more blogs and discovered My Boyfriend is a Twat, which I find amusing mostly because she refers to her boyfriend only ever as The Twat.
• I moved some papers about to make it look like I was working.
• I snickered to myself when I, for the first time in months, crossed paths with the dreamt-about male coworker previously mentioned.
• And finally and ironically, I typed up a task list for my undergrad to complete while I am not working on vacation learning lots of science in New Mexico.

So back to what I saw of interest...

Prior to this encounter I am about to elaborate on, there was a conversation about fashion. Apparently, flat boots with pants tucked inside the boots is in. If you are still playing the matchy-match game, you are out. So very out. Although none of the discussionists are terribly trendy people, the thought was to stay just enough aware of the trends as to not stick out terribly - no one likes a sore thumb.

I am now left wondering if I should not pay a bit more attention, where I should direct my attention, and even perhaps if I should try to go so far as to predict the next trend so that I can stay ahead of the game for once.

My question is, will the comb over be the next big fad? Because this is what I saw today. I am not talking here, people, about the old man, I am in denial about my balding comb over. I am talking about the full head of hair comb over. I rock the side part, but why not take it to the next level and actually part my hair on the side of my head. Because nothing says sexy like a full head of hair, parted one inch above your ear, gelled and locked in one beautiful comb over. I am hot just thinking about it.