Going through one building, I had the most tremendous sense of deja vu. It took me a minute to remember that I used to spend every weekend night in this building during the summer of my freshman year in college. My characters were always female, which made most of the geeky guys we played with uncomfortable. We'd stay up until it got light outside and role-play, then head out at about noon to the Chinese restaurant down the street for some lunch. I had completely forgotten about it until just then.
Memory is such a funny thing.
On the way in this morning, I bought a small Christmas flower arrangement for Laura. Laura came in at ten, carrying her son on her shoulders. Seth is one and a half years old, and really cute, but I don't like it when she brings her kids into work. So far this week, she's managed to actually work about two hours total. I was alone, without visitors, for the rest of the day.