I say a lot of shit about what needs to be done and what ought to be and what might have been. But the actual work escapes me every day. If I’d spent half the time doing what I talk about doing, I’d be doing well. This is stressful, you see. My fingers get tired typing and they blame me like workers on a badly conceived start-up: ‘what’s the point of this business again?” I just thought I’d drop in the words ‘start-up’ in there, you know, for SEO purposes. ;)
Like that will work. Still pissed for Google Rank going down by 1. Oh the shame!
I don’t believe this 6-ish hours of sleep is doing it for me. Sleepy in the morning. Sleepy when I get home from work. I’m half-awake now. Any other reason I’d be writing all this when I really wanted to say is:
Too many pictures taken on January 20th, 09. Can’t get them up today. Tomorrow, my fishes.