How was my day, you ask?
Well, y’know, the usual. Worked my ass off (yet ass remains in quantity seemingly equivalent to that of earlier today), went to a client’s, got offered a job, turned it down without saying no (the words “I’m moving to the country” did the trick), got a possibility of nice long-term contract in return, got offered a black lab, haven’t said no, came home, kissed Herb goodbye (he rock climbs on Wednesday nights sometimes), wrote this. Why? ;-P
(You want me to stay happy? Don’t ask whether we’ve started packing yet. Please don’t. I’m at the making-lists stage, and concurrently at the “yeah I’ll deal with the lists tomorrow” stage…)
Thought of the day: Life. It’s filled with boys. Meh.
