10-13-00
A traditionally non-fortuitous day brings with it wreck and ruin and stress. Well, maybe not wreck and ruin, but the stress is most certainly true.
I have more deadlines that I have time to complete projects, more television taped than I have time to watch, and a big fluffy bed that is calling my name, but people more interesting than sleep. It would entirely figure that I'd develop a social life when I least expected.
Now, I'm just hoping to make up some lost sleep, when I'm not working somewhere.
