The Empire Bites Sack

Had another busy as hell day at work. Being more organized than people twice my age scares me at times. I've been feeling a little down lately. Nervousness about a new job or nervousness about life in general. Somedays are just like that.

Tonight I'll be putting some CDs together and feeling bad for not being more productive. It's so strange; I feel like when I've got time to myself (mine, all mine!) that if I don't find a cure for the common cold, I've failed somehow. Weird.

The egg salad finally went bad. So it goes.

You want to put your hand where?