Did my annual office cleaning today in between other things, and man it sure is nice to have everything nice and clean. I had let my office get beyond clutter to the creeping filth stage, and at some point this afternoon I went to type something and my keyboard felt like a seven year old’s hand in August after eating an ice cream cone. At any rate, everything is nice and clean and bright and smells good, files have been filed, to do list has been updated, and so on.
Watched the Bill Maher two hour thing on HBO, which was fun, and now am watching Predator on Encore and playing a little Wasteland 2.
This has been in my head all day long:
What’s up, late night juicers? I had a nap before dinner and a cup of coffee afterwards, so I’m kind of screwed.