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Wednesday, December 22, 2004 Vacation Countdown: T-Minus 24 Hours Oh man, I'm starting to get antsy. Mostly because tomorrow should be a blow-off day, you know? At noon, the company is treating pizza (Would you like extra cheese or mushroom for your Christmas Bonus?) So, we're talking 3 bloody hours of work. Bah! Then out of here by 3 PM. It's like Christmas Eve (in this case, Christmas Eve, Eve... eve?) where you can't sleep because you know you're gonna be neck deep in gifts... only it never really works out that way does it? Not to get off on a tangent, but isn't Christmas the biggest Schrodinger's Cat? Every unwrapped gift is Everything You Ever Wanted, until you actually unwrap it and make it real. Then it's all downhill. Anyway, I've got to get a few things in order here before I go. Not the least of which is making sure I have all the files for the Brikington Manor pages I'll need, or someone will probably have a raging fit and drive all the way down from NH to turn my merry holiday into a bloodbath of blinding rage. One big downside is I don't have Excel at home, so that creates a bit of sang. Shaun has a handful of charts that are Excel that I'll have to convert straight to HTML. My only problem here is that if they need to be edited, I won't be able to do it. I also need to make sure that all my files here are kosher and nothing aberrant is laying about. Just in case. posted by Evil Wayne | 3:00 PM 2 comments 2 Comments:
Heh, it's almost worth you not getting the writeup done just to see the writeup for the bloodbath!
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