::Yawn::
Creed’s lyric, “Should’ve been dead on a Sunday morning, banging my head,” is literally banging through my head. Just got a call about some glitches with the paper. So, since the 6th, I have not had 24 consecutive hours during which I didn’t have to deal with the paper (as I was there before I even went to Starbucks yesterday a.m.).
Unfortunately, I was dead asleep when they called, as I was up late. And I don’t remember much of the conversation, either. And five minutes later, they left a VM to ask when I was going to get to the office to fix this stuff. Argh. I was in the kitchen making coffee — I am NOT operating on this little sleep without java. No way in hell.
Attending a private Superbowl party today. The rule of THIS Superbowl party is that we will NOT be watching the game. LOL. Not my rule, but not a hard one to heed.
Ooh, coffee’s done. Later gators. …
Update
All fixed, for now. 🙂 The glitches were beyond my control, but I’m still sitting here, waiting for an all-clear call, three hours later. And, I think I’m starting to get sick. Ugh.
And I love reverse DNS searches. 🙂