stuzzy

yearning for my carefree days of youth.

Umm...yeah


so....where was I?

I seem to have misplaced myself...

what was I doing there anyway?

My senior English teacher in high school called me a cynical bastard.

My friend asked me the other day why I was so cynical.

I prefer to think of myself as an optimist in hiding.

Ok so today I'm paying for screwing off on Friday.

Busy as hell

I fucked around at work all day today. I got very little done. Watched a lot of flash movies and animation.

Having an office with a door is nice. No one can tell that you're fucking off.

This weekend: hmm

Spent most of the workday on getting this VPN box to work so one of our presidents could use an IP phone from his house and be part of our phone network.

Neat

Tomorrow it's studying more Windows 2000 server literature and figuring out how to structure our domain.

I love this job.

Great, another depository for my useless observations and inane ramblings.

The good times are killing me.