December 13th, 2002

Dead Dog Cat

Oy

Another day to slog away at work. Last night I got home after 11PM, and still hadn't finished all my work. I'm concerned about getting done in time for Mike and Liz's party. I'm really looking forward to it.

So, what or how am I supposed to journal here? I'm confused, a bit. I mean, who is going to read this stuff?

Oh well.

I'm worried about Bruce Young. The fact that Dungeonmaster is closed until 1/11/2003 is disconcerting at best. I wish he'd return my call, but I'm afraid that it suggests that he's still in the hospital.

Off to work, then.