I don’t normally mind the flourescent lights here in the new office.  They’re diffused in a way that, against the cream walls, makes them seem like distant sunlight.  I even kind like ’em.

Of course, “big client day” would turn out to be the one day I want nothing more than to work barefoot in the dark with a blankie and a small stash of hot cocoa and asprin.  Why wouldn’t it? I’ll just have to content myself with pounding anything caffeinated i happen to get my hands on.