First Door on the Left

Most of my writing in here seems to be done on days I do not have to work. I have surmised that is because I feel alive on those days. Those are days during which I do not have to forfeit my soul to the incompetents for whom I work.

I went to sleep at 7:00 this morning. Why I went to sleep at such a late (early?) hour is really none of your business. The only reason I bring it up is because I was awakened by the telephone at 8:40. It was the office calling. They had a question about my payroll. That was all done and turned in before I left on Saturday. If they had bothered to actually look at what I had turned in, their question would have been answered and I would now be functioning on more than 100 minutes of sleep.

In exchange for being off on Christmas Day, I now must work tomorrow, New Year’s Eve. I am now wishing that I had gone ahead and worked on Christmas Day because had I done that I would not now be dreading tomorrow. Payback is hell.

My blogroll is growing, and this is presenting me with a bit of a problem. The sidebar on the left is growing longer than the sidebar on the right. I could move some stuff over to the right, but an easier solution would be for you people to stop writing all that stuff that I so enjoy reading. See what you can do about that, would you? Thanks.

I am now going to go watch Spiderman on my new DVD player.