Jeff's dress code hasn't changed, but he seems to have become a stickler for red. *Everything* is red now, except his pants, most likely because he can't find red jeans no matter how hard he looks. :) It's mostly his attitude. I don't really mind all that much most of the time, but it's those times where he decides to jump through my doorway when I'm in the middle of something, and he has the *worst* timing EVER. Two days ago, he surprised me and hugged me from behind when I was on the computer, and I was trying to drink my Coke and type at the same time. Let's just say I'm lucky I've got good reflexes. Or rather, my computer is lucky. A mouthful of soda barely missed my laptop.
I hope I get used to him, and I know I will, it'll just take time I guess. *sigh* Being his best friend means that I'm the only one who suffers these near heart-attacks, but I suppose that's a fair trade. Gah! I'm rambling again, gotta stop doing that…
Thanks for the advice, *hugs back* Glad that I'm gonna be seeing more of you around. You've got a wonderful sense of humor, and I hope your life gets on track soon :D
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Date: 2007-11-18 12:43 am (UTC)I hope I get used to him, and I know I will, it'll just take time I guess. *sigh* Being his best friend means that I'm the only one who suffers these near heart-attacks, but I suppose that's a fair trade. Gah! I'm rambling again, gotta stop doing that…
Thanks for the advice, *hugs back* Glad that I'm gonna be seeing more of you around. You've got a wonderful sense of humor, and I hope your life gets on track soon :D