I had thought that today started of pretty good, until the phone rang at 07:33... it was my supervisor, wondering who was supposed to be at work at 07:00. Well, it was the guy who had been off on funeral leave, that's who it was... I had mistakenly thought that he was going to be back. And the rest of the day went pretty much like that, too. Run-run-run it was, all day. Yeah, the usual litany about how my body hurts, yadda yadda. And I was bad when I got home tonight, so I'm going to bed with no supper, I've already spent all of my carbs for the day. Bed sounds pretty good right now, though. I didn't sleep very well last night, I made a lot of mistakes, heh. So, this is short, hardly worthwhile at all... but it was a beautiful day. In the Mail: On the shelf: