Gah, I never got back to you to poke for the whole story. Inquiring (snoopy as heck) minds want to know! :D I go the opposite of crazy--ooze into this blobby, whiny, totally unproductive lump.

At least they're regulating the temps now, but it's either AC off, or AC on and we're sucking thick diesel exhaust, chemical fumes, and dust. Mom keeps bitching that we aren't given administrative leave, just using vacation or sick time when it's at its worst. Ah well, it's for a good cause. Or something. :D Yay renovation.