"Ok. I'm a sucker…
...I'll give this New Years thing one more chance..." -- Veronica Mars
I'm at an impass. I'm not quite stagnant, I"m not quite... ... upwardly mobile. Here I sit, in front of my television. My goal for the day a complete and utter failure. Nothing I meant to acomplish today was completed, and now I'm up too late with a mug o' Vodka and Caffine Free Diet Coke. But it's a cool mug. And it's not a lot of vodka, or Caffine free diet coke. Mostly I sit here wondering what tomorrow's snow covered day will bring (metaphorically speaking). Saturday. That'll be an interesting day. I'll be old. A bit past the half way mark up the hill... Interestingly enough, staning almost half way up the globe... the 45th parallel is just a few miles north of here (somewhere in Michigan at least). I don't know why that's interesting, but I felt like mentioning.
Alright. I must to bed with... uh... myself. And to everyone, a happy two days past the day that will live in infamy. May it be a good one.
-Jon
P.S. If my spelling is all wonky, it's because my spellcheker isn't working. I loath windows. I want a MAC!