Blah, blah, blah ... today moved far too slowly. Far too slowly. I thought it was 11 when it was only 10. And that sucks. Seriously. Let's see ... tomorrow I have to open the branch and have a meeting in the evening. Can we say "11 hour day"? SUCK! I think I'll take a long lunch. Yeah. Come home, journal, make dip. I'll do those things that everybody longs to do on their lunch.
Okay. Now I'm tapped.
Okay. Now I'm tapped.