Well, I did it.

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The office tends to be a very hierarchical place. I use the term “office” loosely, as in “place where you go each day so they’ll give you your paycheck”, as opposed to the “place where they arrange desks in cubicles in order to maximize efficiency by minimizing privacy”. Anyhow, any established workplace has a definite…

You know that old saying, “Work smarter, not harder”? You ever use it on someone and then wonder why they looked pissed? You just told them that they’re working stupid. I hate my boss.

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I glumly related to The Socialist this evening that I realized that the concert date was on a night he was scheduled to teach. He paused and thought a moment and then said, “No it’s not. We have Spring Break that week.” HOORAY!

Yesterday I briefly feared that what allimom had predicted might well come to pass. My arm was feeling much better; if its rate of recovery continued unchecked, I would have been perfectly healthy by tomorrow morning. This afternoon I can safely predict that this isn’t going to be a problem. The current temptation is to…