I butchered a spreadsheet today, and then passed the resulting mess on to a colleague. Feel a bit bad about that, especially since I spent a week last year cleaning up the previous version and writing out a really nice ReadMe. But deadlines are a-loomin', and since they're court-ordered we don't have any wiggle room.

Thank god I have a week's vacation coming at the end of the month.



Halfway through watching season one of Bones with the husband, he turned to me and said, "Jac, you know, you're really like Bones."

About 50% of this comment was inspired, no doubt, by the hope that I would respond with a similar statement about him and Booth - the David Boreanaz mancrush had taken root by the tenth episode. But the other 50% was probably due to the fact that I am rather like Temperance, although I am not a genius (sadly) or a forensic anthropologist (thank goodness).

Like her, I really struggle with emotions - both expressing my own and reading others' appropriately. That's actually why I became an economist; you get to study people's behavior through clear, lovely quantitative data and then write an equation to describe what you're seeing. Brennan understands people through bones, I understand them through math.

Also, we both have the same unusual jawline that can look weird at certain angles.

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