sleeping. this morning i went down to the cellar where the mail room is in order to see if some mail i had sent to the office had come in. after navigating the windowless labyrinth, i enter a room lined with desks, and stacked in the middle with what looked like old office equipment. at one of the desks, a rather rotund man sat, mouse in hand, sound alseep. in fact, he was snore. i felt bad about having to wake him, but it was 8:45, and he was at work after all. so i said "good morning!" much to his surprise. he was very helpful in trying to locate any mail of mine and repeatedly apologized for the disorganization as they renovated or relocated or some such nonsense.

since i can't receive packages at my apartment, i was hoping to be able to have them sent to my work address. after this little demonstration, i'm not so sure that's a good idea.