When Stuff Starts Returning to Me


The new and improved mp3 player as seen through the repaired lens.

Not only do I get to return to the days of shutting out the world while relaxing in public, I get to return to my task of justifying the money spent on an expensive illustrator for this web log. I kid. I also have to justify spending money in replacing something I shouldn't have lost in the first place. I kid. Too many toys.

Showing up early to work for a fictional deadline = staying up late the next night just to get that hour back.

. . [~] . 0 (Grumble) Grumbles .