My building almost caught fire yesterday! I was just sitting at my desk, and D. came down and said, "What the hell is that?" I was like, "Oh, shit! I didn't do it!" She went to the glass doors and freaked and demanded that I let her out (I have to click the doors open). So I open the door and I hear L. coming in screaming, "Get everybody out!" So I finally realize that there's a heavy smoke outside and an acrid smell to go with it. (I didn't do it afterall!) So, I get my purse and scream for everyone to get out and run out to the parking lot. It turns out the furniture factory next door is on fire. I realized I had my digital camera on me and started taking pictures. There were at least 10 fire trucks there and the smoke was so black! But we weren't freaking out. We didn't think it would get our building, but just when everything started clearing up, people started freaking out...apparently the fire had found some new fuel, and the flames were higher and the smoke blacker than ever. Then we started worrying and thinking our offices were going down. It wasn't funny anymore but I kept taking pictures. Finally it looked like there was little we could do about the situation but go home. But we couldn't. Our damn cars were blocked in by firetrucks and hoses. So we spent about four hours sitting outside wondering if our building was going to burn down. Finally, it didn't. They got the fire out at about 5pm and then took about another hour to get out of there...but we finally got to go home. We wouldn't be coming in the next day. I took my computer home...but I didn't really plan on doing much work. At 9AM today I turned on my computer and turned the volume up on and AIM and decided I would sleep unless someone bugged me. I just woke up about a half hour ago! Well, at least I get a day off from the whole thing. 