Origin of Whiners

Stupid contact lens is giving me trouble this morning. I'd switch to glasses, but then I couldn't wear the polarized sunglasses I need in the office to avoid the splitting pain caused by the goddamn fluorescent lights.

Apparently the ghost of Darwin is trying to tell me something.

On the plus side, Friday is here. Thus far, only good news has filled my inbox, though my day has barely begun.

Going to be a busy weekend. I think that's going to describe every weekend in September for me.

Best of all, I don't live in San Bruno. A freakin' GAS MAIN BLOWS A CHUNK OF THE TOWN UP!

Yeah. That's not scary at all.