Um...Yeah

So I just gave an encouraging talk to my contact lens, telling it that it should hold on and I wanted it to live.

I think I have problems......

Pretty Accurate.....

So this was me all day today, except with red hair. And except by today I mean all weekend. And by all weekend, I mean I am salaried. :(

New week today, today being with only 4.5 hours of work to possibly show for 10.5 hours of doing something. I subtracted the WTF, Means Nothing, and Not my Dept. Did not subtract the GRRRRAJDJSDFJSDJj from multiple Monday meeting schedule that allows neither a bathroom break nor lunch.

And tomorrow is only Monday.

Damn Straight

"Scotch whisky is made from barley and the morning dew on angel's nipples."

"Did you ever want to set someone's head on fire, just to see what it looked like? Did you ever stand in the street and think to yourself, I could make that nun go blind just by giving her a kiss? Did you ever lay out plans for stitching babies and stray cats into a Perfect New Human? Did you ever stand naked surrounded by people who want your gleaming sperm, squirting frankincense, soma and testosterone from every pore? If so, then you're the bastard who stole my drugs Friday night. And I'll find you. Oh, yes."

Cheers, Warren.

..via Nag on the Lake.

Feathers

Allen and Patty Eckman's paper craft. Amazingly amazing. I'm jealous.

Terraform Sculpture

Art by Robert Cannon

AKA I'm Dumb

It's terrible when it is a beautiful day like today. High 76°, nice wind, perfect weather to go out and enjoy at a nature preserve or a lake or somewhere similar. Unfortunately, my increase in running lately gave me shin splints. This is what happens when you try to be healthy. And no, replacing cycling with a much less impact sport such as cycling doesn't feel anywhere as nice as running.

So rather than enjoy the nice weather, I sat inside most of the day and accomplished nothing. Yay!

Quarantine: The Fully Sick Rapper

I was eventually let out of hospital on the 2nd Jan, but then brought back in on the 18th Jan and diagnosed with a more serious form of TB... As a result, I have been back in quarantine since the 18th Jan, and all up now I have spent 55 days on the inside of a single room in hospital... This is starting to take it's toll on my mental stability, and this song is about the impact (or lack thereof) it has had so far.

I Hate Time

Seriously...

Haven't they predicted this every year since Katrina? How it turns out still amazingly, completely built upon fearmongering!

So Much Simpler

Work still sucks, being pulled mostly to the conversion and ignoring my actual job. This demonstration I gave at my desk today would explain things so much easier if it could be used for process flows for my department.