And so... it begins.

Sleep appears to have resolved whatever illness assailed me. Yay. Healthy in time to get to work.

And now I'm at the salt mines and trying to psych myself up for dealing with 2010. I already know there's plans to do something in the office that I know I won't like.

Still, at least I'm employed. Can't complain about that.

It's 2010. Aren't we supposed to have manned missions to Europa to get lectured by obelisk-directed creepy baby-astronauts about not going there?

The year has certainly started with a bang. The daughter of one of my best friends decided to arrive a week or so early. So she arrived on New Year's Day, all in a rush to get started in this crazy world.

Should be an interesting year.