November 26th, 2003

Wedding day

The collar really was fantastic, by the way.

Well, I didn't get that eight hours of sleep I promised myself. I probably managed five. This is partly because I got busy just around the time I was going to bed, and then I woke up a couple of times during the night. Stuff going on outside. Nothing I can control.

Regardless.

I don't know how long it's been up, but Doctah Pussay has updated his website. Probably nothing that will interest the common man, but I notice that all six Tales of Ugly Bugly are up. He has also written a "very touching poem" (his words, not mine), which I invite you all to read because I shouldn't be the only one in pain. If you check it out, be sure to read the disclaimer at the bottom of all the pages. I've never noticed it before, and it's one of the most entertaining things I've ever seen.

What else is livejournalworthy? Not a whole lot, I guess. Work was okay. I came in to find that much of my stuff from yesterday was finished by my coworkers (mostly because our work is done under strict timeframes). I didn't get a chance to take a lunchbreak, but I did get lots and lots done. This will make for a nice, laid-back Friday. Tomorrow I head down to my parents' house in Stoughton where the food will certainly be better than the pasta salad I'm finishing off as I type (it's not bad pasta salad, it's just that, well, it's just pasta salad).

Anyway, I'm off to do something incredibly stupid. I don't want to tell anybody what it is, and if I did your reaction would probably be "that's it?" but it's incredibly stupid nonetheless. If I end up locked in the pillory, you'll find out what the incredibly stupid thing is. Until then, whatever you're imagining probably makes a better story than the truth.
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