12-27-2017, 05:08 AM
(This post was last modified: 12-27-2017, 05:23 AM by Drunk Monk.)
First there was the delight of waking up fully rested and then realizing that there are three more hours to sleep before having to get up.
Then there was the annoyance of not being able to get back to sleep.
That was followed by the acceptance that at least I could post here on time.
Then more annoyance realizing that it was too early.
Finally the relief and acceptance that the forum never logs my post times accurately here so what does it matter anyway?
It's an odd week - this one between Xmas & NYE. Work is tense because I'm dealing with a new printer, and this is switch is my first major move as publisher, which could save us $2K per issue, or completely blow up in my face. So far so good. My schedule is such that I must commute every day, which is so draining. Plus Tara's UCSD friend is staying with us for a few days, squeezed into our tiny bungalow.
Well damn. Now it's 4:20 on the nose.
Then there was the annoyance of not being able to get back to sleep.
That was followed by the acceptance that at least I could post here on time.
Then more annoyance realizing that it was too early.
Finally the relief and acceptance that the forum never logs my post times accurately here so what does it matter anyway?
It's an odd week - this one between Xmas & NYE. Work is tense because I'm dealing with a new printer, and this is switch is my first major move as publisher, which could save us $2K per issue, or completely blow up in my face. So far so good. My schedule is such that I must commute every day, which is so draining. Plus Tara's UCSD friend is staying with us for a few days, squeezed into our tiny bungalow.
Well damn. Now it's 4:20 on the nose.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse