lagilman | more random randomly before I dive in with the sharks (Reply)

Walking in the East Village yesterday, I ran into an old friend. "Oh thank god!" he exclaimed, "you're home!"
Jeebus, people. It was Connecticut, not Furthest Siberia! But thank you. ;-)

Meanwhile I have met with Tax Guy, and he praised me muchly for my documentation spreadsheet (developed over the past few years to meet an evolving freelance career). I hate Excel, but that doesn't mean I can't make it sit up and do a few tricks. Yay me, I can has cookie. Unfortunately, Uncle Sugar wants a large chunk of that cookie. Uncle Sugar is a bastid.

This morning, caffeine has already been consumed, and a full plate of work served up: many many things get their final pass and are sent away today. And so, I go to't. Update when there's something to report.

Damage Report: the yelp of pain I let out on Saturday has come back to haunt me in the form of a nasty, four-inch green bruise along the side of my right knee. No memory of what attacked me, but I suspect the endtable. Also, the "h" key on my laptop now requires a sledgehammer. Grrrr.
EtA: Also? Never let