Oh,

to heck with it.

Let's go grocery shopping.

cold + rainy

= sleeeeeeepy.

Anyone have use for a

sleepy Sherbie?

Jon and I had the best vacation!

We saw the sights

in our own home town.

Relaxing, fun, restorative.

*Smile*

"Feedback"

is not a verb.

Criminy.

Deployed.

Installed.

No complaints...

WOO HOO!

I got a paper-cut

with the cover of a 3-ring binder.

I am wounded!

But my code is done.

^_^

My code is done.

I slept for 8.5 hours last night.

Yes!

Ah, bliss...

I'm in disbelief.

Code has been locked down.

Someone's installing my files

into the test environment

Right Now!

Or, rather,

I feel like I did

when I was in college.

I feel like I'm in college.

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For a radical change of pace,

I came into work today.

Dude,

tell me a joke or something,

please.

It's Sunday again, so

Final Count:

93.5

'Course, I'm still here...

For those following along at home:

Hours worked since Sunday:

82

It seemed like a good idea:

In a glass of Coke-a-Cola,

non-dairy creamer

sits on top of the foam

and won't dissolve.

Because I am morbidly curious:

Hours worked since Sunday:

66.5

Got to the top of the

vertical wall!

(With a little help from my friend.)

That Beatles song,

"Eight Days a Week"

makes sense now.

Hours worked since Sunday: 56.

If I could just get over

this silly addiction to sleep...

I'm going cold turkey.

The end is in sight.

And I mean that

in a good way.

But I did

work out

again today!

Terrible habits:

I've got some kind of mental block

against eating the last dregs

of whatever's on my plate.

You only have to sign in

after hours.

The security guard

remembered my name.

*sigh*

On the up-side,

I am learning tons.

*blink blink*

What genius!

Prevent multiple submits

by making the on-click event

first disable the "submit" button.

It's what the YACCS code does.

There's no typo

like a typo etched in glass.

Twice.

Worked out at the gym over lunch!

Then had left-over steak.

Mmmmmmm.

Portable computers

can be left behind.

*sigh*

Something strange has happened.

All of the 11s were too big.

The 10s fit.

I have shoes.