i've got soul, but i'm not a soldier

nothing quite like a monday mourning knowing that you've agreed to do overtime, and you've got to do the work of 3 other people. all i can do is pray that today's one of those uncommonly slow days. (for a person who's not religious, i certainly do a lot of praying.)

this started as such a productive weekend and then the machine just fell to pieces. one of these days, i'll acquire the technologies to make my life work properly... perhaps when those Scientologists write me back...