scattershot

* mind-boggling.

* Her fans can read?

* Webcomics in a dark place: Very sad and creepy.

I'm glad I have class tonight. I find myself in a semi-foul mood and kind of want to hit something.

Septmusing

September is pretty much over.

Huh.

That was a pretty quick nine months of 2009.

How can a year go by so quickly and feel as though it's full of so much crazy?

Don't answer that.

Facing the Book

After getting peer pressure from a dozen different directions, I finally bit the bullet and created a Facebook account.

I'm not entirely sure what I'll ever use it for, but it's there. I guess I can look at people's pics now.

I did a few cursory searches for people. Did a few add requests. I'm not super-certain I want a lot of people in a list.

I guess I'm just not "Web 2.0". Heh.

Work: Day Two

On my second morning of being back to work, I'm finding the adjustment a bit easier.

I shouldn't. I rode my newly-fixed-up bike in and I'm sore from an abusive class last night, but all that seems to have fallen by the wayside as I'm finding myself unusually-productive.

Tired, but productive.

Aaaah

Broken-in shoes are a wonderful thing.

hrgh...

After a solid week off, I'm back in the office.

I lost count of how many emails awaited me. Some of these hold some truly annoying questions that I have no idea how to answer.

My plant somehow survived a week of me not watering it. Either someone else took up the slack or it's much hardier than I expected.

Good lord I'm tired.

Braaaaaaiiiinnnnnssss

Forbidden Island zombies are deadly.

Just sayin'.

That I can type coherently at all is pretty impressive (and proof of good spell-check software).

Zachary's Pizza compliments Forbidden Island outings well.

I've ingested a lot of rum of late.

Arr.