18 June 2001

I was going to be amusing. I was going to be clever. I was going to tell you all about all the interesting and strange and awful things that happened this weekend. I was going to resist telling you how sorry I am to be back at work today.

None of that is happening. Just being here is making me angry, and that's not a good sign. So I will save the stories, and I will tell them later, I promise. Maybe even later this afternoon. I'll be sure to tell the notify list if I do.

Right now I'm going to print out a sign warning anyone against talking to me unless they absolutely have to, and then I'm going to get some work done. (Don't ask me why. I program well when I'm angry.)

Until I get around to telling you about my weekend, you can contemplate the irony of this:

--Liz

Currently Reading:
- nothing
 
Current Projects:
- drawing
- Hall stuff
- garden