it’s monday. i know it’s tuesday, but it’s monday. i took the whole weekend including labor day off, and after all this overtime it felt glorious. i barely made it to work on time, and only by skipping patch’s walk. he’s going to leave me a present behind the sofa, i just know it.
i wore black today. black shoes, socks, pants, belt, shirt… i must be in mourning because it’s morning. i’m going to motivate myself in 3… 2… 1…
vroom. putt putt putt.
so far, it’s not working. i’m not either, come to think of it. i can’t even bring myself to use the shift key, it’s just one more button i have to push, and it’s waaay over there on that side of the keyboard.
ouch. those extra ‘aa’s in ‘waaay’ hurt. i should have stretched first.
an extra large cup of coffee today, followed by an injection of adrenaline ought to do it.
i have another large project due at the end of the day tomorrow. they normally give me 3 weeks to do this type of project. i got 4 working days.
more coffee. vroom.
Chasing the Wind 
That is the saddest thang I have ever heard. Thanks for making my day look great. 🙂
My email is now required?
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It wasn’t supposed to be depressing, it was supposed to be funny. I don’t do depressing. 😛
I turned on the option to require a name, but that also means you have to supply an email address. If can be fake, I don’t check it. I couldn’t tell the Anonymous people apart from each other.
I’ll turn it back off.
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you can email me at stephen@bozo.com
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Bounced. Like a big rubber ball.
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