I've been listening to music at work, as the stuff i'm doing is boring but you have to pay attention. The music keeps me awake without wanting to fling myself out the window.

Right now I'm listening to Liquid White Light, a live Poi Dog Pondering CD and one of my favorite CDs ever. And I'm rocking out, chair dancing like there's no tomorrow. Our cubicals have half-windows, and Andy happened to be sitting at such an angle that he could see me. Oops.

He put the following post-its on my cube window:

Nice dancing So I stopped. I mean, I'm obviously making a fool out of myself, right?

Then this: Feel free to dance. Don't let me stifle your self-expression or stamp on your self-esteem.:-)

Consider my self-expression squashed. No more interpretive chair dancing for me today. Probably a wise choice -- Aeron chairs were not built with artistic expression in mind. They are nice and bouncy, though.