corriander

The day is finally coming to a close. I got my proposal delivered with 20 minutes to spare . . . soon followed by lunch at a local brewery where a few pints of their porter made me a very happy zebra.

Let's hope I win this one . . . it will assure me my ascension to VP status and provide stable employment for all my little data monkeys for years to come.

I think that is what the world needs . . . more freaky people taking over important roles in major corporations. The world would be a much cooler place that way. As for now, the Sneaker Pimps are playing and I have to go turn it up so the whole floor can hear it.

I am such a bastard sometimes . . .